Todos os capítulos de Killed And Reborn, I Found True Love : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

The courthouse steps were cold under Nyla's heels.She had dressed carefully that morning. A black suit, tailored perfectly. Hair pulled back. Minimal jewelry. She wanted to look powerful. Untouchable. Like a woman who had won.Cameron waited at the bottom of the steps. He had insisted on coming even though she told him it was not necessary. "Moral support," he had said. Now he stood there in his own expensive suit, hands in his pockets, watching her approach."Ready?" he asked."I have been ready for months."Inside, the courthouse was exactly as bureaucratic and depressing as she remembered from the initial filing. Fluorescent lights. Beige walls. The smell of old coffee and anxiety.Eric was already there.Nyla almost did not recognize him. He looked like he had aged ten years in two months. His suit was wrinkled and did not fit right anymore - he had lost weight. His hair needed cutting. His eyes were bloodshot.He sat next to a young woman in an ill-fitting blazer who was clearly

Nyla had not slept all night after finding the photo.She reported it to security. To police. To Cameron. Everyone said the same thing: be careful, stay alert, we are looking for Eric.But she still had to go to work. Still had to attend the most important board meeting of her life.So at eight in the morning, she dressed in a navy power suit. Applied makeup to hide the dark circles under her eyes. Pulled her hair back into a sleek bun. Looked at herself in the mirror and practiced her confident expression.Nobody could know she was terrified.The Harper Industries boardroom was on the top floor. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city. A massive oak table seated twenty. Fifteen board members were already there when Nyla arrived with her father.She recognized most of them. Old men who had worked with her grandfather. A few women who had fought their way onto the board. Douglas Sterling, who was around sixty and had the most shares after her father.They all watched her enter. So

Nyla and Cameron rushed to Harper Industries headquarters. Police cars were already parked outside, lights flashing. Security had cordoned off the top floor where the executive offices were located. Nyla's new office - the one she had just been assigned as future CEO - was at the end of the hall. The door was open. Glass from the broken window crunched under her shoes as she entered. The office had been ransacked. Drawers pulled out. Papers scattered everywhere. Her desk overturned. The filing cabinet pried open. A police detective approached. "Miss Harper? I'm Detective Morris. Can you tell me what might have been taken?" Nyla looked around the chaos. "I just moved into this office three days ago. I have not even finished unpacking yet." "So you don't know what was here?" "Just some files. Office supplies. A few personal items I brought from home." Nyla's mind was racing. What had she brought here? She had been so busy preparing for the board meeting that she had just g

"Absolutely not," Nyla said into the phone. "Cameron, we have two missing men who want me dead. This is not the time for dinner.""This is exactly the time for dinner," Cameron replied. "You have been living in fear for weeks. You need a break. A few hours where you are not thinking about Eric or Robert or any of it.""I cannot just pretend everything is fine—""I am not asking you to pretend. I am asking you to take one evening off. Let Tobias do his job. Let security do theirs. And let me take you to dinner."Nyla wanted to say no. But the truth was she was exhausted. Constantly looking over her shoulder. Jumping at every sound. Maybe Cameron was right. Maybe she needed this."Fine. But somewhere private. No photographers. No publicity.""I know just the place."That evening, Cameron picked her up in his car. No driver. No security detail following. Just the two of them."Where are we going?" Nyla asked."You will see."He drove to a part of the city she did not recognize. Older bui

Nyla showed Cameron the text message at seven in the morning.He had come to the hospital as soon as he heard about the break-in. Brought coffee. Insisted on staying until James was released.Now he read the message three times. His jaw tightened."You are not going alone.""The message said alone.""I do not care what the message said. Someone broke into your house last night. Attacked your father. Stole documents about your mother. Now a mysterious person wants to meet you alone? That is a trap.""Or it is someone who has answers.""Or both." Cameron handed back her phone. "I am coming with you.""Cameron—""Non-negotiable."They argued for ten minutes. Nyla insisted she had to follow the instructions. Cameron insisted he was not letting her walk into danger alone. Finally they compromised."Your security can follow at a distance," Nyla said. "But they stay hidden. If this person sees them, they might run.""Fine. But they will be close enough to reach you in seconds if something go