Semua Bab THE HEIRESS GAME;REBIRTH AND RUIN: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Adeline POV The plan was now in motion.. In every sense of the word, it was a risk… We could lose the case and be denied bail and it that case, my future will be completely out of my hands… but now more than ever, I had to trust Mikhail… I was being driven by a taxi and soon we arrived at the front of the police station. When the door opened, the cold air hit me like a tidal wave. Two officers were outside waiting for me.. I informed them to expect me. “Ms.Royce.” One said as he guided me inside the station… Inside, everything moved quickly and all at once. Walk. Sit. Confirm. Wait. Answer. I was guided through corridors that all looked the same, until I stopped trying to remember them. They first asked my name, then… My identity confirmed. My details recorded. Fingerprint pressed. Photo taken. All in that order. Then next step…questions. The interrogation room was small. A table. Two chairs. A recorder already on. The officers sat across from me. A young one

ADELINE povWalking back into Mikhail's penthouse should have felt like freedom after spending hours inside a cold police cell. Instead, it felt like I was walking into another prison. Through the help of my lawyer and by Mikhail’s intervention, I had been released under strict bail conditions, pending trial. The heavy doors closed behind me as I stepped in, and the silence wrapped around my shoulders like a wet blanket. My body ached from exhaustion, my head pounded from answering the same questions over and over, and my heart still raced every time I remembered Devon lying on that floor. I wanted to cry, scream, or even laugh at how ridiculous my life had become, but none of those feelings came. I simply felt empty.The living room was unusually quiet. Mikhail stood near the large windows overlooking the city, staring outside with his hands behind his back. Jackson was already seated at the dining table with a laptop, several files, and a few photographs spread before him. Both men

ADELINE povThe next morning felt even heavier than the last. I woke before the sun had fully risen, but I already knew Jackson would be awake. He had looked too determined to sleep after the phone call about the waitress. When I walked into the dining room, I wasn't surprised to find him standing beside the table with another cup of cold coffee. The files from yesterday were still spread across the table, but now they were joined by fresh photographs, printed maps, and new pages covered with handwritten notes.Mikhail came in a minute later, still buttoning his shirt. He looked at Jackson, then at the mountain of papers, and let out a slow breath."You didn't sleep, did you?"Jackson gave a tired smile."I closed my eyes for about twenty minutes.""And then?""I kept thinking about Devon."Mikhail let out a short laugh.Devon rubbed his forehead."The more I looked at his last day, the more I realized we were missing something."I pulled out a chair and sat down."What did your team

ADELINEThe morning started with another argument, and this time every person in the room was against me. Jackson stood near the windows with his phone in one hand, Natasha sat beside me on the sofa with a worried look on her face, and Mikhail leaned against the wall with his arms folded. None of them liked the decision I had already made. I could see it in their faces before a single word was spoken. They all wanted to protect me, but I was tired of feeling protected. I wanted to fight."You shouldn't go," Jackson said firmly. "Not today."Natasha nodded immediately."The reporters are literally waiting outside Royce Industries. Every news station knows you'd definitely want to show up sooner or later."I looked from one face to another."Good."They all stared at me.Mikhail sighed."Adeline.""What?""This isn't the time to challenge them."I stood up and walked toward the window. The city looked peaceful from up there, but I knew it wasn't. Somewhere out there, people were reading

ADELINEThe receipt never left my mind during the drive to the bank. It sat inside Jackson's folder like a tiny piece of paper carrying the weight of my entire future. Every few minutes, I caught myself imagining what could be waiting inside that safe deposit box. Maybe it held the proof Devon had died trying to protect. Maybe it held nothing at all. I hated how hope and fear could exist inside me at the same time.Jackson sat beside me with the folder resting on his lap. He had already read the receipt so many times that the edges were beginning to curl. Mikhail drove quietly, keeping his eyes on the road while the afternoon traffic crawled through the city. None of us wanted to say it out loud, but we all understood how important today was. If the safe deposit box still contained what Devon had hidden, everything could change.Jackson finally broke the silence."A man who knows he's being hunted doesn't keep everything in one place."I looked at him."You think he made copies?""I d