Semua Bab Beneath the Façade: Bab 71 - Bab 80

BENEATH THE FACADEBehind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.CHAPTER 71Emily’s POV: The air was too quiet.I sat by my window, staring out at the streets below, watching people move on like life was normal. But mine wasn’t. Not anymore. The moment Eddy told me what he knew, what he had carried in his heart for years, something changed in me. Something hardened. I no longer saw my father the same way. I no longer looked at Ethan the same way either. I had to know the truth. All of it.Eddy had gone back to the hotel, but his words stayed with me. "I didn’t come back to stir your emotions, Emily. I came back for justice. For your mother. And revenge, for my brother.I still remembered the way his eyes had burned, not with anger, but with pain. Deep, buried pain.I didn’t sleep that night. My thoughts wouldn’t let me. I kept thinking about Madam Grace. About how long she must have suffered in silence, watching something she knew was wrong and not knowing who to te

BENEATH THE FACADEBehind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.CHAPTER 73Emily’s POV: It’s been two days. Two days since Josh disappeared. No signs. No calls. No answers. Only silence and growing fear that coils itself around everything I do.I barely recognize Nyla anymore. She’s just... still. She sits in the same spot on the couch, legs folded under her, staring at the front door like she’s waiting for it to open and for Josh to come running in, laughing like he always did.She hasn’t eaten. I’ve tried. God knows I’ve tried. I brought her tea, then warm water, then rice she used to love. She didn’t even look at it. She hasn’t said a word to me all morning.Her hair is a tangled mess. Her shirt is inside out. Her fingers keep trembling, and she keeps rubbing her thumb against her palm like she’s trying to ground herself, like she’s holding on to something only she can feel. And I get it. I get that her world has stopped moving. Her baby’s missing.And I—I can’t

BENEATH THE FACADEBehind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.CHAPTER 75Emily’s POV:I never thought I’d see the inside of my father’s study again. Yet, here I was. The mahogany walls still smelled of polished wood and something cold, like secrets left too long in the dark. My fingers hovered just above the carved handle of his desk drawer, the same one I’d once been forbidden to touch. And now, I was searching it, like a stranger sneaking through a life I once called my own.He had always kept his world hidden. And now, that world was bleeding into mine.I stood in silence, staring down at the neat rows of files. The one marked "Kingston" was still missing. That was the one he wanted. Or maybe... the one he wanted me to steal. For Josh.The thought of my nephew’s tiny fingers clinging to his stuffed rabbit flashed in my mind. He must be so scared. I felt the bile rise in my throat. I hadn’t eaten in hours, hadn’t slept in days. My eyes stung from exhaustion, my

BENEATH THE FACADEBehind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.Chapter 77Emily’s POV:I didn’t sleep that night. I kept walking around the house, checking doors, windows, my phone, like something might break loose. Around 5 a.m., I sat outside on the porch with a blanket and watched the sky change from black to purple, then blue. It should’ve been beautiful. But all I saw was a long day ahead.Eddy arrived exactly when he said he would. He didn’t knock. He let himself in and found me sitting at the kitchen counter with a mug of cold tea in my hands.“You look like hell,” he said gently.“I feel worse.”He sat across from me and pulled out a small file. “I started digging. Your father used a ghost number to contact the kidnappers. But it was routed through a company account.”I looked up. “Can we trace it?”“We already did. That’s not the hard part, Emily. The hard part is getting this into the right hands without someone burying it before it reaches court.”My fin

BENEATH THE FACADEBehind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.Chapter 79Emily’s POV: The silence that followed Nyla’s confession sat heavily in the room. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. I just stared at her, watching the way her hands twisted in her lap, her eyes downcast, her body still trembling from the weight of her own words.I blinked slowly, trying to process it all. So much made sense now. That gala night. The one Nyla and I had attended together to represent my father. The same night she came back to the hotel room in a haze, claiming she remembered nothing, laughing it off as one of those "crazy wild nights." I never knew the man she had spent that night with had been Eddy. And worse, she had known. All this time.I turned to look at Eddy, his face pale, expression unreadable. But then my eyes fell on something I hadn’t noticed in a while—the scar that ran faintly along the side of his temple, just above his right cheek. My stomach twisted. That sca