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Chapter Sixty One

* Lawrence *I didn't push too hard that first day. Grief was fresh from Marta's family, and the villagers' fear was almost tangible. Forcing answers would only scatter them further it would give them the idea not to talk. Instead, I led Jana away, her hand trembling in mine, her face pale with grief and confusion. We both did not expect that Marta would die.That night, in the guestroom of a small inn where we both decided to stay, she sat curled by the glass window, staring out at the shadows of the hills. I watched her, the moonlight falling across her sad face, and I thought of our conversation with Marta at the resort, how scared she'd seemed, how undeserving of such an end."She knew something," Jana whispered finally, as if speaking it aloud would summon Marta's ghost. "Something she was afraid to tell me. That's why she avoided my questions. That's why she." Her voice broke, and I reached across the small table, taking her hand in both of mine. Giving her warmth to hopefully

Chapter Sixty Two

* Jana * The city is always busy, it never stops not even for the dead. Not for Marta, not for Mister Pitman, and not for my mother. The glass towers still gleamed in the morning sun as if it hadn't rained blood on our hearts the night before when we received the news. Lawrence walked beside me, tall, composed, yet I caught the faint stiffness in his jaw. He hadn't slept much, I knew because I hadn't either. Too many things whispered in my head, and every time I closed my eyes I saw the Pitman estate, the papers that we had read from there, and the glimmer of the pink diamond that might have been the key to everything. When we stepped back inside the Dankworth offices, the silence hit me. Employees still moved about briskly, but their smiles were brittle, their eyes skittered away from mine. I was not just Jana anymore, I walk with the company owner. I straightened my blouse and forced myself forward, ignoring the burn of every glance. Lawrence stayed close, his hand brushing m

Chapter Sixty Three

* Lawrence *Detective Harris sat opposite me at the table in my office, his coat draped over the chair, his notebook half-open but unused. He had the look of a man who'd already seen too much of the world and still found himself surprised by its ugliness."The files you requested," he said, sliding a folder across my desk. "Estate records from the Pitmans, bank movements, even some private letters that should've been burned but weren't. Marta's name shows up in the margins, always crossed out. Always replaced with someone else's. Someone cleaner."I didn't touch the folder yet. "And Jana's mother?"His mouth tightened. "Amanda Kramer. She was there that night. The Pitmans knew it. They covered it because it would've ruined their name. Marta knew too much and took the fall, and the old man's death was rewritten into something else. All to bury the scandal."A slow, cold fury burned through me, the kind I had learned to mask long ago in boardrooms and courtrooms. "So Mrs. Pitman not o

Chapter Sixty Four

* Jana *The following morning, I felt the air heavy, like the city itself knew what we were walking into. I sat beside Lawrence in the car, my fingers clutched together so tight they ached. Every turn of the wheels brought us closer to the Pitmans' new house, closer to the woman who had smiled at me like a patron while her lies buried my mother and Marta both. And it is about time she faces the consequences.When the car finally rolled to a stop at the tall gates, I felt my breath catch. The house was gleaming, freshly painted, with white stone and black iron trimming. It wasn't just a home. It was beautiful architecture made from expensive materials crafted by architects and engineers.Lawrence's hand shifted on the wheel, steady and patient as he looked at me. "Are you ready?"I turned to him, searching his face and meeting his gaze. Calm, but not detached, his jaw was set hard, his eyes carrying the same fire I felt in my chest. He wasn't just here for the truth. He was here for

Chapter Sixty Five

* Lawrence *After I took Jana back to her apartment, I decided to drive back to Magnolia Manor. It felt different from the one at the Pitmans' house; it was quieter, as if the estate was holding its breath. I kept the small velvet box tucked beneath my jacket, fingers curled around it until my knuckles whitened. The diamond had finally been found. The weight of that truth was heavier than the gem.I arrived after two hours, the iron gates sighed open and the long driveway swallowed my car's tires. The lantern light washed over the manicured hedges, inside, the house glowed like a promise. I steadied myself before I stepped out, then walked up the stone path with a slow, certain pace.Inside the parlor, my mother Julliane was waiting, a shawl over her shoulders though the night was warm. Her hands were folded in her lap like a prayer. When the door opened and I entered, I saw her before she saw me, with her eyes rimmed red, her breath held on the cusp of sobs. For a second my chest un

Chapter Sixty Six

* Jana *The silence in my apartment seemed peaceful that night, but later on, it felt like there is a stranger breathing down my neck. I had locked the door twice, checked the windows three times, but the unease still gnawed at me. The Pitmans were falling, Mrs. Pitman had been arrested, yet I couldn't shake the thought that not everyone tied to her would go down quietly.I tried to distract mysel, made tea, turned the TV on low, even opened a book, but my eyes kept flicking to the shadows stretching under the door and across the walls. Every creak in the building made my skin tighten. I wished Lawrence was here but he is needed in the Magnolia Manor with his parents.I was startled when the knock came. Soft at first, like it was testing if there was anybody inside.I froze, teacup halfway to my lips. It came again when I didn't answer, louder this time and insistent. My heartbeat hammered against my ribs as I set the cup down and crept toward the door."Who's there?" My voice crack

Chapter Sixty Seven

* Lawrence *I had thought the hardest part would be keeping my hands off the steering wheel while we drove, keeping my voice level, keeping my fingers from tightening on Jana's wrist every time she flinched at a shout of a pedestrian or the slam of a truck. I had not expected the hardest part to be convincing her to leave the small apartment because it isn't safe for her anymore. Someone could be planning to hurt her and I won't be around twenty-four-seven to protect her.She argued for a couple of minutes as we discussed what was best, she is like stubborn little fire that had first made me fall for her. "I don't want to be coddled," she kept saying with her voice brittle around the edges. "I don't want pity, Lawrence."I let her have the rhetoric. I answered only with facts and my fists on the wheel and the steady promise I meant when I said it. "This isn't about pity, my dear," I said. "This is about your life. Harris can make the threats into evidence, but he can't make the pe

Chapter Sixty Eight

* Lawrence *My father moved forward then, more carefully than my mother had. He isn't a man of long speeches but he observes, his words come measured and set down like coins on a table. "We did what we could once the truth was revealed," he said. "We pushed for charges. We offered legal help. But I know that does not undo the damage to your family. For that, Miss Salazar or shall I say Miss Kramer, we both apologize."Jana's eyes found the diamond and then my mother's face and then she looked back at me. For a heartbeat I thought she would break into sharp laughter or a cold, scalding thing, instead she breathed once, long and slow, as if testing whether forgiveness fit her."You say sorry," she said finally, voice small but not weak. "You got the diamond back on your finger. Does that mean you stole the story of my mother's life and pinned it back on her chest as if that would make you whole?"The room tightened, staff threading in the periphery like silent witnesses. Mom's eyes gl

Chapter Sixty Nine

* Lawrence *The next morning, I decided to return to the office for work. The silence in the car was both a relief and an ache. I knew Jana was safer at Magnolia Manor, watched over by my parents and the staff. However, the empty seat beside me reminded me of how easily danger could have stolen her from me. I still think about her safety more than anything else right now. I arrived at work before eight, and the Dankworth building was already humming with its usual rhythm. Phones are ringing, the shoes of the staff are clicking on polished floors, and the steady murmur of business as usual. But when I walked through the glass doors, heads turned to greet me. Then their eyes followed me in a way I hadn't seen since the Pitman scandal broke."Sir," one of the secretaries approached hesitantly. "Is, Miss Salazar coming in today?""No. She's on emergency leave," I said flatly, adjusting the cuff of my jacket. I focus on the papers on top of my desk. They nodded, though the question ling

Chapter Seventy

* Jana * I waited for him after he called even when I knew it might take a while to come home at Magnolia Manor from the office, but he did not come home until dinner was finished. The house clock by the corridor chimed ten as I lay half-curled under the heavy duvet, my eyes open to the dark. The manor felt close and safe in a way the city never did. Still, every creak made me sit up, every distant footstep made me listen. I told myself I was just tired. But it was all a lie. Mostly, I was waiting, waiting for Lawrence. When the door of my room eased open, a narrow slice of hall light fell across the sheets. For a second, I thought it was Julliane checking up on me as promised. Then Lawrence filled the doorway, taller than I remembered in that soft, exhausted way. The blazer he'd taken off was slung over one shoulder, his hair mussed, his face a map of a long day. Relief hit me so hard that I felt dizzy. "You're back," I said, and the words came out almost as a softer whisper than I

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