《THE BILLIONAIRE HIDDEN SIN 》全部章節：第 101 章 - 第 110 章

Ruby's POVI’ve always believed that some secrets are better left hidden, buried beneath layers of silence and denial. But secrets have a way of clawing their way to the surface eventually. And when they do, they threaten to destroy everything in their path especially when they involve the people you care about most.Edwin has been missing for days. I’ve tried calling him, messaging him, even stopping by his apartment twice. No answer. No sign of him. My gut tells me something’s wrong. I can feel it in the hollow ache deep in my chest—like a warning. And tonight, I finally decide I can’t wait any longer.I grab my coat, a scarf, and head out into the cold, biting air. The city feels different tonight—more alive, but also more dangerous. I walk briskly, my mind racing ahead of me, trying to prepare for what I might find.When I reach his apartment building, I hesistate for a moment. The door is slightly ajar, swung open as if inviting me in. I push it gently, stepping inside. The hallw

Daniel's POV I wake up with a heavy weight pressing down on my chest, the kind that doesn't announce itself gradually but arrives fully formed concrete, immovable, settled into my sternum like it has always lived there and always will. For a few seconds, caught in that fragile membrane between sleep and waking, I don't remember why. Then the night's memories surface, one by one, with the particular cruelty of mornings after terrible things. Edwin's face. The final touch his hand in mine, the warmth of it, the way I held on a beat too long because some part of me already knew. The farewell that didn't feel like a farewell until it was over, until the door was closed and the silence on my side of it was a different quality of silence entirely. One that had his shape in it.I push those emotions aside. Not because they don't matter. Not because Edwin doesn't matter. But because I have learned, in recent months, that grief is a luxury I cannot afford before noon. There's no time for it

Daniel's POV The next day began with a heaviness I couldn’t shake.I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard their voices again my father’s calm, chilling tone and Victor’s quiet, sinister amusement. It looped endlessly in my head, as if my mind refused to let me forget what I had uncovered.By morning, I gave up on sleep entirely.Instead, I turned to the only thing that could ground me facts.Evidence.Truth.I sat at my desk, laptop open, multiple files scattered across the screen. Financial records, transaction logs, encrypted messages I had painstakingly decoded, and, most importantly, the recordings from the night before.At first, it all looked like chaos. Numbers. Dates. Names. Fragments of conversations that didn’t fully make sense on their own.But I knew better.Chaos always had a pattern.You just had to look closely enough.I started with the financial data.There were transfers—large ones—moving through shell accounts, bouncing from one country to another bef

Edwin’s POVThe penthouse was too quiet.I stood in the middle of the living room with my arms wrapped around my chest, staring at the city lights glittering far below the floor-to-ceiling windows. The same windows where Daniel had once pressed me against the glass and fucked me slow and deep while promising we’d stop hiding after the board vote. The same windows where I had cried in his arms the night Mom died.Tonight the glass only reflected my own hollow face back at me.Daniel was in the kitchen, pouring two glasses of water like this was any normal night. His sleeves were rolled up, tie long gone, the top buttons of his shirt undone. He looked exhausted — dark circles under his eyes, jaw tight, shoulders carrying the weight of every lie Victor had planted and every board meeting that had tried to tear us apart.He set the glasses on the marble island and finally looked at me.“Edwin.”My name sounded like a plea and an apology at the same time.I didn’t move.“You were gone for

Edwin’s POVThe boardroom felt smaller than it should have with so many powerful people crammed around the long mahogany table. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne, fresh coffee, and the faint metallic tang of tension. Every eye in the room was on me.I stood beside Daniel, his hand still wrapped firmly around mine under the table where no one could see. My heart hammered so hard I was sure the entire room could hear it. Victor Hale sat three seats down on the opposite side, his expression carefully neutral, but his eyes glittered with something dark and satisfied. He looked like a man who had already won.Daniel’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.“Before we proceed with any vote on the Meridian investigation or Edwin Reed’s alleged involvement, I want the board to understand exactly what is happening here.”He squeezed my hand once, then released it and stood fully, commanding the room the way only he could.“Edwin Reed is not a corporate spy. He is not a