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149. Too Late
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2026-06-26 09:01:48
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 151. Back to You
The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.Damian stepped into the quiet corridor of Moreau Medical Center just as the last stretch of daylight spilled through the long windows. Midsummer evenings always lingered a little longer, painting the city in warm shades of amber before surrendering to night.The jacket from his suit rested over one arm.His tie had long since been loosened.His sleeves were rolled halfway to his forearms.For the first time in years, he looked less like the CEO everyone feared......and more like a son who had just buried another piece of his heart.His footsteps echoed softly across the polished floor.Slow.Heavy.Today had been too long.Too many truths.Too many wounds reopened.Leonard Voss's confession still echoed inside his head.Alexander's devastated face refused to disappear from his memory.And worst of all...His mother had died believing no one had trusted her.That realization hurt far more than Damian had expected.He stopped outside Room
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 150. The Truth Comes Together
The investigation room fell into an uneasy silence after Leonard Voss was escorted outside for a short break.The heavy steel door clicked shut behind him.No one moved.The only sound left was the quiet hum of the air conditioner battling the lingering midsummer heat that still clung to the building. Golden sunlight streamed through the tall windows, stretching long amber lines across the tiled floor. Dust drifted lazily through the light, making the room feel strangely frozen in time.Captain Ronald Hayes let out a slow breath before walking toward the large investigation board that occupied nearly an entire wall.Behind the one-way mirror, every pair of eyes followed him.Damian stood with his arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw locked so hard a muscle twitched near his temple.Beside him, Alexander sat silently in his wheelchair. His fingers rested motionless on the armrest, his expression unreadable as he stared through the glass.Evelyn clasped her hands together near
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 149. Too Late
No one spoke.Not in the interrogation room.Not behind the one-way mirror.The silence lingered like a wound that had finally been opened after twenty years.Alexander remained perfectly still in his wheelchair.His eyes stayed fixed on the faded photograph lying on the interrogation table beyond the glass.The wrecked car.The official accident report.The image that had haunted him for two decades.Only now......it no longer looked like an accident.His fingers slowly curled around the armrest."So..."His voice barely rose above a whisper."She really called me."No one answered.She had.Everyone in the room knew it.Alexander let out a shaky breath and lowered his head."I saw the missed calls."The confession came quietly."I told myself I'd call her after the board meeting."His lips trembled into a bitter smile."I thought... whatever it was... could wait another hour."He laughed once.It wasn't laughter.It sounded closer to something breaking."One hour."He closed his ey
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 148. The Last Call
The interrogation room fell into a heavy silence. The fluorescent lights hummed softly overhead, casting a pale glow across the steel table between Ronald Hayes and Leonard Voss. Outside, the afternoon sun blazed over the city, but inside the police headquarters, the air felt cold enough to make every breath seem heavier. Leonard sat with both hands wrapped around a paper cup of untouched coffee. His shoulders were slumped. Twenty years had added more than wrinkles to his face. They had added guilt. Across from him, Ronald kept his expression calm. A recorder rested between them, its red light blinking steadily. Behind the one-way mirror, Damian stood with his arms folded across his chest. Alexander remained seated in his wheelchair beside Evelyn. His eyes never left Leonard. Ethan stood slightly behind Damian, holding up his phone so Enola could watch everything from her hospital room. No one spoke. Not until Ronald finally broke the silence. "You said Isabella wasn't call
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 147. The Last Witness (Part II)
Silence settled over the interrogation room.Not the ordinary kind.It was the suffocating silence that came after a truth too heavy to ignore.Ronald Hayes leaned forward, resting both forearms on the steel table."The man who knew Isabella was going to die?"His voice remained calm."But not the one who killed her?"Leonard Voss slowly nodded."Yes."Behind the one-way mirror, no one moved.Damian's eyes never left Leonard.Alexander gripped the arms of his wheelchair so tightly that his knuckles turned white.Even through the phone screen, Enola unconsciously held her breath.Ronald folded his hands."Start from the beginning."Leonard lowered his eyes for a moment."When Mrs. Isabella came to my office...""...she wasn't afraid of dying.""She was afraid she wouldn't be able to protect her son."His voice carried no drama.Only regret."She told me she had discovered something inside Moreau Medical Foundation."Ronald immediately caught the change in direction."What exactly?"Leo
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 146. The Last Witness (Part I)
The summer afternoon settled heavily over the city, wrapping everything beneath a haze of shimmering heat.Outside the Central Police Headquarters, reporters still crowded the front entrance. Ever since Ronald Hayes officially reopened Isabella Moreau's death investigation, every news outlet wanted answers.No statements had been released.No suspects had been announced.Only one fact had become public.The twenty-year-old case was no longer considered closed.Inside the building, the atmosphere was much quieter.Too quiet.The observation room overlooked an interrogation room separated by a large one-way mirror.Behind the glass stood Damian.His posture was straight, his hands buried inside the pockets of his trousers.He hadn't spoken since arriving.Beside him, Ethan held a phone carefully in both hands.On the screen appeared Enola.She was still wearing a pale hospital gown.The white pillow behind her contrasted sharply with the exhaustion on her face.Her complexion remained p
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 127. The Missing Piece
The call ended.But the silence that followed felt heavier than the conversation itself.Damian stood motionless beside the floor-to-ceiling window, his phone still in his hand.Across the room, Enola watched him.The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the glass, but neither of them seemed inte
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 126. The Lie Buried With Isabella
The message stayed on Damian's screen long after the sender disappeared.>Ask Evelyn what happened the night Isabella disappeared.The penthouse was quiet.Too quiet.Enola stood across the room, watching him.Damian rarely looked shaken.Angry?Yes.Cold?Always.Ruthless?Without question.But th
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 125. The Blood That Remains
The Moreau Mansion had always looked different from Cassel properties.Less intimidating.Warmer.Alive.Strings of golden lights hung across the backyard garden, weaving through old trees that had probably stood there longer than most of the guests attending tonight's engagement celebration.Soft
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 122. The Trap Closes
The moment Enola stepped into Spark Winery's headquarters, everyone fell silent. Not because she was late. Not because she had just been discharged from the hospital. But because she still had a white bandage across her forehead. The injury hadn't softened her appearance. If anything, it m
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