ANMELDENAfter hearing Mrs. Brooks’s revelation, Isla called Idris and asked him to come to the estate. He was nearby handling a security matter and arrived shortly afterward. Since he had investigated Warehouse Seventeen, she wanted his help clarifying what had happened that night.Once he joined them, Isla explained what Mrs. Brooks had revealed.“You sent me those messages that night?” she asked.Mrs. Brooks nodded. “Yes. I wanted you to know the truth, but I was afraid to contact you directly. I couldn't risk being recognized or having Mr. Fabian find out. I was also worried about my family's safety.”“How did you send them?”“I asked my son, Rico, to use a different number. I gave him your contact details and the messages. He didn't know the whole story, only that I needed to reach you without revealing my involvement.”Tristan leaned forward. “Did he know about Isla's identity?”“He knew I suspected she was the missing Delacroix child, but I never told him more than that.”“Why Warehouse
Tristan sat in his study, reviewing documents he had found among his father’s records. After speaking with Isla, he wanted to examine them more closely.One report caught his attention. It concerned the search for Silas Delacroix’s missing granddaughter and noted that an investigator had contacted Fabian during that time.According to the report, Fabian had denied knowing anything about the child. Tristan checked the date. Isla was already living with the Marquezes.His father had always claimed he learned Isla’s true identity only shortly before her accident, when it was too late to tell her. Yet the report showed that someone had questioned him while the Delacroix family was still searching for the missing girl.It didn't prove Fabian knew Isla's identity, but it raised questions about what he had known and why he had denied it.Tristan picked up the report and went to confront him.Fabian was in his study when Tristan en
Tristan’s invitation caught Isla by surprise.They had barely spoken since the meeting at Delacroix Holdings. Although he had always treated her kindly, their conversations since her return had been brief and in the presence of others. Still, she saw no reason to refuse.They agreed to meet for lunch at a restaurant Tristan had chosen. When Isla arrived, he was already waiting.“Thank you for coming,” he said as she took her seat.“Your invitation surprised me,” Isla admitted with a small smile. “But it’s good to see you again.”“I thought we should talk without everyone else around.”They exchanged a few pleasantries. Tristan asked how she was adjusting to her responsibilities at Delacroix Holdings, while Isla asked about his work and the family business.Eventually, the conversation turned to Fabian.“Dominic mentioned that you found documents about me,” Isla said. “He told me you discovered I was a Delacroix.”Tristan nodded. “I came across some records in my father’s study that di
Isla was reviewing a report when Dominic arrived at Delacroix Holdings with copies of the documents recovered from the safe.“Graham is reviewing the records,” he said. “Come with me. There’s someone else we should speak to.”She followed him to Graham’s office, where he was examining one of the documents.“Found anything useful?” she asked.Graham pointed to a company name. “I recognize this. It appeared in our older records and was involved in an investment arrangement with one of our subsidiaries.”“Was it connected to the Vega Group?”“Possibly. I need to check the original files.”Dominic placed another document on the desk. “We should speak with Idris. He worked closely with your grandfather. If Silas knew about Magnus’s concerns, he may have discussed them with him.”Graham nodded. “It’s worth asking.”Dominic called Idris, who arrived shortly afterward. He read the copy of Magnus’s handwritten note Dominic handed him.“I remember these concerns,” he said. “Master Silas and Mag
Dominic entered Silas’s study carrying a folder. Isla looked up from the documents on her desk.“I found the records for the safe,” he said, placing the folder before her.“Was the combination recorded?”“Yes. It was kept with the estate records.” He showed her the inventory. “The safe was sealed after your grandfather’s death, and its contents were recorded as undisturbed.”“Has anyone opened it since?”“There’s no record of it.”Isla glanced at the safe against the wall. “Then we should see what’s inside.”“I agree. We should have Finn present as a witness and document everything we remove.”Dominic called Finn, who arrived a few minutes later. He explained the procedure and showed him the inventory and combination records.“I remember the safe,” Finn said. “It was secured after Master Silas’s death, though I wasn’t involved in handling its contents.”“Your presence will help confirm what we find,” Dominic replied.He entered the combination and opened the safe. Inside were several
Sasha stepped out of the shower and checked the time. Cassian was coming over that evening, and she intended to make the most of his visit.She had given her maid the evening off to avoid interruptions. When the doorbell rang, she checked the peephole and smiled. Cassian was outside. She loosely tied her silk robe, ran her fingers through her damp hair, and opened the door.Cassian looked momentarily surprised. “Did I come at a bad time?”“Not at all.” Sasha gave him a shy smile. “I was just finishing my shower. Come in.”She leaned forward and kissed his cheek before stepping aside.Cassian entered, and she closed the door behind him. Her damp hair fell over her shoulders. He noticed her appearance but kept his expression neutral.“Why don’t you get dressed first?” he suggested. “We can have dinner and talk.”Sasha moved closer and whispered in his ear, “Are you







