《Married To My Fiancé's Enemy 》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 96 章

The iron gates of the mountain manor felt heavy, almost hostile, as Lila’s sleek vehicle cleared the security baseline. The pale afternoon sun was already dipping below the jagged peaks, casting long, bruised shadows across the pristine snow and the gravel driveway. The silence up here was usually a comfort, a thick velvet blanket that kept the horrors of the world at bay.But today, the air felt raw. Highly pressurized. Like the brief, terrifying seconds before a lightning strike cracks the sky wide open.Lila cut the engine, her fingers lingering on the steering wheel for a long, quiet moment. She could feel the subtle throb of her own pulse in her throat. She had stripped away her past down in that sterile concrete cell, but she knew the real storm was waiting for her inside the heavy bronze doors of her home. She hadn't left a note. She hadn't taken the primary security detail. She had simply slipped out while the man who ruled New York was recovering from the violent, exhausting

The Manhattan penthouse didn't feel like the fortress of a shadow king tonight; it felt like a home. The high, panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows that usually framed a cold, aggressive grid of New York skyscrapers were softened by the warm, honey-colored glow of the indoor fireplaces. The city hummed eighty floors below, but up here, behind the soundproof glass, the world was completely still.After the brutal, bloodless slaughter in the boardroom, Adrian had refused to stay in the office for another second. He had pulled Lila out of the building before the ink on Pendelton’s resignation papers was even dry, instructing Henderson to route their security detail straight back to the triplex penthouse instead of the mountain. Victoria and Aiden had been flown down by private chopper an hour later, reuniting the family under one roof.Right now, the grand living room was a scene of pure, domestic chaos.Aiden’s toys specifically a fleet of miniature plastic construction trucks and his ins

The red warning text flashing on the primary monitor cast an eerie, blood-like hue over Adrian’s sharp features.CONNECTION LOST.The silence in the sub-level bunker was absolute, broken only by the rhythmic, low hum of the server racks cooling down against the steel walls. Adrian stood perfectly still, his hands still gripping the edge of the console. The air around him felt physically volatile, charged with a cold, terrifying calculation. Someone had dared to cross his operational baseline. Someone had dared to launch a private military strike inside his grid, targeting a variable he had already claimed."Sir," Henderson whispered, his fingers flying across a secondary touchscreen, attempting to reroute the satellite uplink through a backup commercial frequency over the English Channel. "The local network in Surrey is being actively jammed. It’s a military-grade localized blackout. Maxwell and the team are entirely in the blind.""They aren't in the blind," Adrian growled, his deep