MasukAxel“Bring him in.”Jasmine stared at me.Confusion was written all over her face as she desperately tried to understand what was happening.A few seconds later, the door opened. Derek stepped into the study, and behind him was Mr. Wagner.The moment Jasmine's eyes landed on him, I noticed the subtle change in her expression as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.Mr. Wagner walked forward and bowed slightly toward me. “Young master.”“Have a seat.”He obeyed and took a seat. Jasmine, however, was no longer comfortable.“What is the meaning of this?” she asked, looking between us. “What exactly is going on?”I slowly turned my gaze toward her.“You're about to find out.” My attention shifted to Mr. Wagner. “Repeat everything you told me.”Mr. Wagner took a breath and began explaining everything. He repeated exactly what had happened back then.Jasmine remained sile
AxelI sat alone in my study, slowly taking sips from the drink in my hand as I stared blankly at the liquid swirling inside the glass.Nothing about the past few days made sense anymore.Too much had happened.Too many truths had been revealed.Olivia's accident.Blake's confession.Mr. Wagner's revelation.And now…Linus Langford.Every single one of them had come crashing down on me almost at the same time, leaving me barely enough room to breathe, let alone process everything.Yet despite everything swirling through my head, there was one thing I needed to deal with today.A sudden knock sounded against the door. My fingers paused around the glass, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of my lips… Just in time.“Come in.”The door opened, and Jasmine stepped into the study. She closed the door behind her before turning toward me.“Axel, I was ju
AxelBy the time we got to my father's estate, my mind was still occupied by the name I had heard earlier.Linus Langford.I hadn't expected to hear that name again.Not after so many years.The moment we stepped into the estate, I was informed that my father was already waiting for me in his study.Without wasting any time, I headed straight there.I pushed open the door to the study and stepped inside.My father was seated behind his desk. His head was slightly lowered, his eyes fixed on the drink in his hand.I stopped a few feet away from his desk.“Father,” I called.His gaze slowly lifted to me.“Mr. Linus Langford?”The moment I mentioned the name, something changed in his expression. His fingers tightened around the glass. Without saying anything, he lifted it to his lips and downed the drink in one gulp.He lowered the empty glass on the desk and released a deep sigh. A deep frown remained etched across his forehead.Seeing his reaction only made my curiosity grow.Linus Lang
AxelMr. Wagner sat quietly in the chair across from me.His hands were clasped tightly together, resting against his lap, while his head remained slightly lowered. His shoulders were hunched beneath his old suit, and the years were written plainly across his face.“Remind me again,” I finally said, breaking the silence, “about the young girl you were instructed to pick up from the Pierce family.”The old man's fingers shifted nervously against each other.“Eighteen years ago,” I continued, my voice calm despite the anger slowly building inside me. “You were instructed to pick up a young girl from the Pierce family. Tell me exactly what happened.”He released a deep sigh. For a moment, it seemed like he was searching through the distant memories buried somewhere in his mind. Finally, he raised his head and looked at me.“Young master,” he began slowly, “eighteen years is truly a very long time. But I remember receiving the order. I was instructed to pick up the daughter of the Pierce
AxelThere was another question that had been prickling at the back of my mind.“Blake…”“Yes?”“Before Olivia lost her memory…” I paused, carefully choosing my words.“Did she ever mention having a young blind friend at home?”She frowned slightly. “A blind friend?”“Yes.”She looked away, thinking deeply.“Olivia wasn't really someone who loved mingling with her peers. She was always a little reserved. She didn't have many close friends, but she had a kind heart. So it's possible she did have someone like that in her life, but… I really don't know.”I sighed. “All right. There is one more thing I'd like to ask you.”Blake nodded. “Go ahead.”“Did Olivia ever bear the name… Anna?”The moment the name left my lips, Blake froze. Her eyes widened as she stared at me. For a few seconds, she didn't utter a single word.Then, slowly, she asked,“How do you know that?”Seeing the expression on her face, everything began aligning. Just one more piece… One final piece to complete the chessboa
Axel“I remember rushing to the hospital.” Blake's voice trembled as she continued. “I remember seeing my poor daughter lying there unconscious.”Her eyes glistened with tears.“It was the most painful sight I'd ever seen. She was so small, Axel. She looked so helpless, lying on that hospital bed with all those machines around her. I couldn't understand how something like that could have happened to my little girl.”My chest tightened as I watched her struggle with the memory.“Deep down, I suspected Carl had something to do with it. After everything that had happened, how could I not? But I had no solid proof. No evidence. Nothing I could take to the police or anyone else.” She swallowed hard, lowering her gaze.“So I had no choice but to stay by my daughter's side throughout her stay in the hospital, praying every single day that she opens her eyes.”“How long was she in the hospital?” I asked quietly.“Three whole days. Three days, and not once did Carl come to check on us or even
AxelI had lost count of how many times I had walked from one end of my office to the other.The day was finally here.The day the final decision would be made.The day I would know exactly where I stood in the Reynolds Group.My stomach tightened at the thought.Years of work. Years of sacrifice.
OliviaI sat cross-legged on my bed, my notebook open in front of me, flipping through pages from my last lecture. My mind was only half-focused, replaying parts of the class while trying to make sense of the notes I had scribbled down in a rush.Just as I underlined a sentence for the third time,
OliviaBy the time I drove into my apartment complex, the sky had already darkened. I parked my car in my usual spot, turned off the engine, and just sat there.I rested my forehead briefly against the steering wheel and let out a slow, weary sigh.Today had just been… No—everything lately had been
Jasmine My eyes instantly widened in shock. Did I hear that right? Did she really just say that? Vincent’s… first wife? Wait... No. That couldn’t be right. That had to be some kind of a joke, right? I looked at the woman standing in front of Axel… Sarah, who looked far too calm for someone wh







