Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Hidden Heiress Returns : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

POV: HaileyThe car hummed quietly as we drove through the empty streets, the city lights blurring past like streaks of fire and ice. My hands rested on my lap, but they weren’t still. Every nerve in my body was on edge. Kingsley sat beside me, silent, jaw tight, eyes scanning the darkness outside the window. Behind him, the tech team worked in tense silence, the only sound the occasional click of a mouse, the low hum of machines, and the faint whir of the laptop fan.The burnt drive—our fragile, charred thread of hope—sat in front of them. I could feel the weight of it, heavier than steel. If this failed, if nothing came out of it… I didn’t want to imagine.“Come on…” I muttered under my breath, even though no one heard me.The screen flickered, static danced across the edges like fire licking ice. Then, faintly at first, a face appeared.Daniel.My stomach dropped. His eyes, tired and haunted, stared directly into the camera, as if he could see me through time and space. My hands tr

POV: HaileyThe car hadn’t fully stopped before I opened the door.“Hailey—” Kingsley’s voice came sharp behind me.“I’m not waiting,” I said, stepping out.Cold night air hit my face, but it didn’t calm the storm inside me. If anything, it made everything sharper and clearer.Tonight, this ends tonight.Footsteps followed me quickly. Kingsley caught up in seconds, grabbing my wrist—not harsh, but firm enough to stop me.“You don’t rush into something like this,” he said, his voice low but tight with control. “Not when we don’t know all the variables.”I turned to him.“We know enough,” I said. “He’s moving everything. If we miss this, I become his shield forever.”His jaw tightened.“That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be the one walking in first.”I held his gaze.“And who should?” I asked quietly. “You?”He didn’t answer because he couldn’t.We both knew the truth, this was mine.“I’m not going in there as a victim this time,” I said, my voice steady despite the pounding in my chest.

POV: HaileyThe gun did not shake or move from where he pointed it at.My lungs locked. My skin turned cold, every sound inside the room changed shape. The hum of the system behind me became louder. The tiny buzz of the overhead light pressed into my skull. I could hear Kingsley breathing, could hear Brandson swallow, I could hear my own heartbeat punching so hard against my ribs that it almost felt like another sound in the room.But the hand holding the gun stayed steady.Steady meant prepared, steady meant he had done this before, steady meant if anyone moved too fast, I would be the one to pay for it.“One more step,” the man repeated, his voice clipped and flat, “and she dies.”Brandson froze so hard the tendons in his neck stood out, his hands were half-curled at his sides like he wanted to tear the weapon apart with his bare fingers. Kingsley stood just to his left, shoulders rigid, eyes locked on the man’s wrist, his elbow, the angle of the barrel, every possible weakness.I k

Robert’s face had gone dark with rage.The board was in open panic now. Two members were arguing near the front, one of Robert’s lawyers was already on the phone. Security hovered uncertainly at the edges, no longer sure who they were protecting. Reporters shouted for comment, for confirmation, for copies, for names.And then officials stepped in.Two financial crime investigators flanked by legal enforcement officers moved through the crowd with documents already in hand. Someone had been called the second the files began to spread, maybe by the press, I did not care.One of them addressed Robert directly.“Mr. Norway, you need to come with us.”The room seemed to hold its breath.Robert looked at the badge. Then at the papers, then at me.There was no smile left on his face now, just hatred.The kind that no longer bothered to wear a tie.“This is not over,” he said quietly.I looked him straight in the eyes.“It is for me.”That was the moment, the real one.It was that second.The

Kingsley's POVThe sun looked brighter that morning, I knew it sounded stupid.The sun was still the sun, the sky was still the sky but everything felt different.For days, it had felt like the whole city had been carrying a dark cloud over it in every street, every building, every room in that house.Like Robert's shadow had stretched over everything but now he was gone, finally gone.And maybe that was why the air felt lighter.Maybe that was why even the mansion did not seem as cold as it used to.I sat quietly in the living room and looked around.It still felt strange being there, there was a time I would not even dare step inside this place.Back then, walking through those doors felt like asking for trouble.Robert had made sure everyone knew exactly where they stood around him.One wrong word, one wrong look.And suddenly you had a target on your back.I had learned very quickly to stay out of his way but now he was gone.And for the first time in a long while, the house felt