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Missing Minutes

Penulis: Pamora
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-16 19:17:17

The past did not return all at once.

It resurfaced in fragments.

Seconds.

Gaps.

Silences that should never have existed.

Damian stood alone in the secured archive room beneath Blackwood Industries headquarters. The space smelled faintly of dust and cold metal, rows of digital servers humming softly behind reinforced glass.

It was nearly midnight.

The building above slept.

He preferred it that way.

No board members. No reporters. No expectations.

Only truth.

Grant, his chief legal off
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    The old logging road stretched through the forest like a scar in the earth. Damian slowed only when the tree line thickened enough to hide them from the open sky. Without the drones above them, the night had become strangely quiet again. Too quiet. Silas was still in his arms, though the boy had stopped asking questions. He simply held on tightly, small fingers gripping Damian’s jacket as if letting go might make everything fall apart again. Evelyn walked beside them, breathing hard. Her mind was still trying to process the last few minutes. Helix agents. Drones. Victor suddenly helping them. None of it made sense. But one thing was clear. This wasn’t over. Not even close. Damian finally stopped beside a cluster of fallen trees. “We rest for a minute.” Silas looked relieved. “Thank you.” Damian crouched and set him down carefully. The boy stretched his arms and legs before sitting on a rock. “Are the robots gone?” “For now.” Silas nodded, clear

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Dangerous Alliance

    The red beam from the drone cut through the trees like a blade. Damian cursed under his breath. “Move.” He grabbed Evelyn’s hand and pulled her deeper into the forest while still carrying Silas in his other arm. Branches scraped against his coat as he pushed forward through the undergrowth. Behind them, the mechanical hum of the drones grew louder. They had been spotted. There was no pretending otherwise. Silas clung tightly to Damian’s shoulder. “Dad… what’s that thing?” “Just a machine.” “It’s following us.” “I know.” Evelyn looked back. Three drones hovered above the tree line, their scanning lights sweeping across the ground like searching eyes. “They’ve locked onto us,” she whispered. Damian didn’t slow down. “I noticed.” His mind was racing. Helix drones meant something worse would follow. Ground teams. Vehicles. Extraction units. Helix didn’t send equipment like this unless they intended to retrieve their target tonight. Silas. His

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Victor’s Choice

    Victor Kane rarely lost control. He had built his empire on discipline. Every deal is calculated. Every move is deliberate. Emotion was something he studied in other people, not something he allowed to guide him. Tonight was different. The phone on his desk vibrated sharply against the polished glass surface. Victor didn’t look up immediately. He was reviewing a financial report, his expression calm and unreadable. The vibration continued. Impatient. Persistent. Finally, he glanced at the screen. Helix Operations Alert His eyes narrowed. He opened the message. A short report filled the screen. The Helix retrieval team has located the Aurora subject. Operation in progress. Location: Blackwood Safehouse Northern Ridge Forest. Victor’s fingers slowly tightened around the phone. For a moment, he didn’t move. Then he leaned back in his chair. “Damn it,” he murmured. Across the room, one of his security advisers looked up. “Sir?” Victor didn’t answ

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Running Again

    The tunnel smelled of damp earth and old wood. Damian moved quickly down the narrow staircase, the beam of the flashlight cutting through thick darkness. Behind him, Evelyn followed, one hand gripping the wall to keep her balance. Silas clung tightly to Damian’s shoulder. Above them, the sound of gunfire continued. Muted now. But still terrifying. The hidden door slid shut behind them with a soft mechanical thud, sealing the tunnel entrance. For a moment the sound of bullets faded. Only their breathing filled the narrow passage. Damian didn’t slow down. The tunnel stretched forward in a long corridor of reinforced wood beams and packed soil. It was just wide enough for one person to walk comfortably. Evelyn’s voice trembled slightly. “Are they coming after us?” “Not yet.” “How do you know?” “They’ll clear the house first.” Silas stirred in Damian’s arms. His voice was groggy and frightened. “Dad?” “I’m here.” “What’s happening?” “We’re going on

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Escape Plan

    The tunnel smelled of damp earth and old wood. Damian moved quickly down the narrow staircase, the beam of the flashlight cutting through thick darkness. Behind him, Evelyn followed, one hand gripping the wall to keep her balance. Silas clung tightly to Damian’s shoulder. Above them, the sound of gunfire continued. Muted now. But still terrifying. The hidden door slid shut behind them with a soft mechanical thud, sealing the tunnel entrance. For a moment the sound of bullets faded. Only their breathing filled the narrow passage. Damian didn’t slow down. The tunnel stretched forward in a long corridor of reinforced wood beams and packed soil. It was just wide enough for one person to walk comfortably. Evelyn’s voice trembled slightly. “Are they coming after us?” “Not yet.” “How do you know?” “They’ll clear the house first.” Silas stirred in Damian’s arms. His voice was groggy and frightened. “Dad?” “I’m here.” “What’s happening?” “We’re going on a little trip.” “W

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The New Rules

    The voice outside faded into silence. For a moment, the only sound inside the cabin was the slow crackling of the dying fire. Evelyn held Silas close. Damian stood near the fireplace, listening. Counting. Measuring distance. Helix wasn’t rushing the house. That meant they were confident. And confident enemies were dangerous. Evelyn whispered, “What do we do?” Damian’s eyes moved toward the back wall of the cabin. “We leave.” Silas looked between them. “But they’re outside.” “Yes.” “So how?” Damian stepped toward the fireplace again. He crouched and pushed aside a metal grate hidden near the floor. Beneath it, a small iron latch appeared—old, worn, almost invisible unless you knew exactly where to look. Evelyn’s eyes widened. “What is that?” “A backup.” He pulled the latch. A low mechanical click echoed beneath the floorboards. Then a narrow section of the wall beside the fireplace shifted slowly outward, revealing a dark opening. Cold air drifted up from below.

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Trust Negotiation

    The meeting was arranged without assistants, security briefings, or records. That alone made it dangerous. Evelyn chose the location carefully. A neutral space neither connected to Blackwood Industries nor Kane Holdings. A private art gallery closed for renovation on the edge of the financial dis

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Investor Revolt

    The tension inside Blackwood Tower no longer hid behind polite corporate language. It breathed openly now. Screens across the executive floor glowed with falling stock indicators, financial news banners looping endlessly beneath market analysis panels. The Blackwood name, once synonymous with sta

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Victor tighten the Cage

    Night had settled quietly over Evelyn’s estate. The house was dim except for the warm light spilling from the study near the back garden. Beyond the glass doors, the lawn stretched into darkness, guarded by silent security lights and distant figures posted along the perimeter. Inside, Evelyn sat

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Father Without People’s Permission

    Morning arrived gently over the coastal estate, sunlight spilling across white walls and quiet hallways designed for privacy rather than luxury. The world outside continued arguing about scandals and corporate guilt, but inside the recovery wing, time moved differently. Slower. Softer. Silas woke

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