MasukFor a while, neither of them spoke.The room felt noticeably quieter after the twins had left.Only the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor and the distant sounds of footsteps in the hallway remained.Enola looked toward the window.The afternoon sky had turned a brilliant shade of blue. Warm summer sunlight spilled across the polished floor, inviting rather than harsh.She turned back to Damian."Take me outside."Damian raised an eyebrow."Outside?"She nodded."I've been staring at these same four walls for days."A playful smile tugged at the corner of her lips."I want to remember what fresh air feels like."Damian chuckled softly."The doctor only approved a short walk.""A little while is enough."There was a quiet hopefulness in her voice that he couldn't refuse."Alright."He walked behind her wheelchair and carefully unlocked the brakes."Just don't blame me if Dr. Morgan lectures us afterward."Enola smiled."I'll tell her it was entirely your idea.""Oh?""So now you're
The news of Victor Laurent's arrest spread faster than anyone had expected.Within an hour, every major business network was broadcasting the same headline.Victor Laurent Arrested in Connection with the Moreau Investigation.The financial market reacted almost immediately.Cassel Group's stock price dipped for only a few minutes before gradually climbing again as investors digested the company's official statement.For the first time in weeks...There was no panic.No emergency sell-off.No rumors of bankruptcy.Only cautious optimism.—Cassel Group HeadquartersThe Executive Boardroom buzzed with quiet conversations as directors reviewed the latest reports projected onto the large screen.Victor's name had disappeared from every organizational chart.One by one, his responsibilities were reassigned."The Northern District development project will now report directly to Operations.""The European acquisition has been transferred to the international division.""The logistics restruc
The morning sky hung low over the city, blanketed by pale gray clouds that softened the early summer sunlight. A cool breeze swept across the police headquarters, carrying with it the scent of rain that had yet to fall.Inside the Investigation Division, however, the atmosphere was anything but calm.Officers moved briskly from one desk to another. Phones rang almost nonstop. Computer screens flickered with surveillance footage, financial records, and maps covered in colored markers.No one was wasting a second.The case that had shaken the entire country had finally reached its final stage.Captain Ronald Hayes stood at the front of the briefing room, his expression as unreadable as ever. Behind him, a large digital screen displayed a map filled with highlighted locations connected by thin red lines.Every dot represented a property linked to the Moreau Foundation.Every line pointed to the same man.Aldric Moreau.The room gradually fell silent as Ronald glanced around."We've confi
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 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
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 lights in the penthouse study were still on long after midnight.The city glittered beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but neither Damian nor Enola paid attention to it.A half-finished cup of coffee sat forgotten beside Damian's laptop.Enola was seated across from him, replaying the recordi
The morning felt heavier than usual.Not because of the weather.Not because of the endless headlines still circulating about Elysian Reserve.But because nobody in the Enolian mansion had truly slept.Damian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his study, one hand tucked into his pocke
Damian rarely felt nervous.Angry?Yes.Impatient?Frequently.Dangerous?Almost always.But nervous?That was different.Tonight, as he stepped into the evidence division of the police headquarters, he felt something disturbingly close to it.Ronald Hayes was already waiting.The police commission
The atmosphere inside the private dining room had turned cold long before the food arrived.Clarine sat across from Victor, her untouched glass of wine resting beside her hand. The elegant restaurant around them buzzed with quiet conversations and expensive laughter, but inside the room, neither ex







