He Came Back Running のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 321 - チャプター 330

Mason's POVI went back to my Father with another question.One that had been sitting beneath everything else since the first morning I'd walked into this house.... beneath the Association, beneath the Ducēs and the Servi and the cold confession of my father's involvement in Edwin's death."Why was Maya always so important to you," I said.He looked at me for a moment."She was Edwin's daughter.... Everything that Edwin worked his whole life for," he said. "That's all.""I don't believe that," I said. "You pushed me toward her long before I understood why. Every conversation, every gentle suggestion about who I should be spending time with.... none of it was subtle once I actually think back on it."He was quiet"Maya inherited the company," he said finally. "Everything connected to it. Edwin spent decades building Hargrove Meridian, and even after his death, things remained inside it that were still useful to the Association.""What kind of things," I said."Access,"

Maya's POVAlex had been remarkably patient with me lately.Every mood swing, every sudden craving that vanished the moment it arrived, every irrational moment of frustration directed at him for absolutely nothing.... he absorbed all of it with a steadiness I genuinely admired. The delivery date crept closer with each passing week, and I found myself increasingly restless, counting down toward the moment I could finally return to the office, back to decisions and meetings and the familiar chaos of running a company that had become, over the past year, almost a second heartbeat.But something had shifted in him over the last twenty-four hours.He'd gone quiet.Withdrawn in a way I'd learned to recognize, the careful distance he created when something troubled him deeply enough that he didn't yet know how to share it.I asked him directly."I'm alright," he said. "Nothing's wrong."His face told an entirely different story.He'd taken to the pool beside the penthouse, sw

Maya's POVThe day had already been ruined. Every person I'd allowed close to me, over years, seemed to circle back eventually to some quiet, devastating betrayal. My mother, whose absence I still couldn't fully process. And now Richard.... the man I'd genuinely allowed into the space my own father had once occupied, the closest thing to that particular kind of steady, protective love I'd had left in my life. He'd known... The weight of that landed heavier than almost anything else across the past several months. Every time I'd sat in his study, every dinner, every gentle piece of advice he'd offered about the company or about Alex.... all of it existing alongside a silence he'd carried deliberately, watching me search desperately through darkness for answers he'd possessed the entire time. People had died trying to find what he'd known from the beginning. Alex stayed close, his hands steady on my shoulders. "You need to calm down," he said gently. "For the babies. For yo

Selina's POV Lunch hour had been good to us that afternoon. Rice and fish patties was great and what I really carved for... As usual I collected my taxes more than I used to. The new girl from last week had finally learned her lesson, and my crew and I were still riding the particular satisfaction of another problem successfully handled. We sat in the cell, laughing about nothing in particular, the relaxed rhythm of women who understood exactly how much control they held over this small, contained world. Then the noise started... I didn't notice it at first One of my girls straightened first "You hear that?" she said. I heard it. The unmistakable rise of chaos building somewhere beyond our cell block.... the shouting, considerably larger than an ordinary scuffle. We moved toward the field. A riot had broken loose.... Inmates everywhere, throwing punches, bodies colliding, the overwhelming quality of controlled chaos suddenly becoming uncontrolled. Guards pour

Selina's POV I tore a strip from my shirt and wrapped it around my hand as I ran, trying to slow the bleeding without losing pace. It didn't work.... The guard closed the distance fast, her hand finding my hair before I could pull away, dragging me backward. We collided into each other, fighting for space. She targeted my injured arm immediately, the calculated cruelty of someone who understood exactly where I was weakest and intended to exploit it fully. I found an opening and shoved her hard. She stumbled, hit the ground, and I ran. She recovered fast... Making sure I don't get away real quick I heard her footsteps behind me again within seconds, and I muttered something under my breath about her refusal to give up. She threw herself into me from behind, and we both went down together, the impact knocking the air from my lungs. "You're not going anywhere, and that's fact" she said, already rising into a fighting stance. "I'll make sure of it..." I stood s