Semua Bab The Billionaires 10th Bride: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Valerie's POVThe silhouette did not retreat.It remained framed within the narrow doorway, surrounded by darkness that seemed unwilling to cross the threshold into the Core. The chamber behind Valerie continued its slow, rhythmic pulse, but she no longer paid attention to the cables or the towering structure at its center. Every instinct she possessed had narrowed toward the figure waiting in silence.She took a cautious step forward.The woman remained still.Another step.This time, the distance between them revealed more than a shadow. Pale features slowly emerged beneath the dim glow spilling from the Core. Dark hair rested neatly over her shoulders. Her face carried neither youth nor age, only an unusual calm that made time seem irrelevant. There was kindness in her eyes, but it was a kindness that had survived too much sorrow.Valerie stopped a few metres away.The woman looked exactly as she had in the photograph.Exactly as she had appeared inside the recording.No distortion

Valerie's POVThe vibration beneath the archive floor did not grow stronger.It grew steadier.Valerie noticed the difference almost immediately. Earlier, every tremor had felt like a warning, an unpredictable pulse from a structure struggling to contain itself. Now the movement resembled a heartbeat finding its rhythm. It was measured. Patient. Deliberate.The Origin book rested in her hands with an unexpected weight.She had closed it the moment Evelyn spoke about the Continuum becoming aware of them, yet the leather cover felt warmer than before, as though it had absorbed something from the room itself.She looked toward Evelyn."You said it found us."Evelyn nodded quietly."I've delayed this moment through every cycle that allowed me to."Valerie frowned."Every cycle?"A faint sadness crossed Evelyn's face."I stopped counting after the first few."The answer lingered between them.Valerie wanted to ask how someone could survive so many cycles without losing herself, but another

Valerie’s POVThe sound beyond the fractured doorway was almost impossible to follow.It wasn't footsteps.It wasn't machinery.It resembled the slow turning of countless pages inside an enormous book, each one sliding over another with quiet precision. The noise spread through the archive rather than approaching from a single direction, as though the walls themselves had begun remembering something they were never meant to hold.Valerie remained still.Her fingers tightened around the Origin book, now nothing more than a volume of blank pages.Blank.Yet no longer empty.She could still feel the weight of the words that had vanished. They had not disappeared from her mind entirely. They lingered as impressions rather than complete thoughts, like stars hidden behind heavy clouds. She could no longer quote every sentence, but she remembered how those sentences had changed the way she questioned the Continuum.That alone seemed important.Across from her, Evelyn listened to the silence

Valerie's POVThe moment the memory looked back at her, time seemed to hesitate.The garden remained exactly where it had been only seconds earlier, but it no longer felt like a constructed illusion. Something inside it had awakened. Valerie could feel the difference immediately. The perfect repetitions disappeared. The flowers no longer swayed in identical rhythms. The sunlight shifted naturally across the narrow stone path, and the silence surrounding the little house gained the quiet unpredictability of real life.She didn't move.Neither did the child standing beside the garden gate.The little girl had stopped running.Her bare feet rested lightly on the weathered stones as she watched Valerie with unsettling patience. She looked no older than eight. Dark hair framed a face Valerie recognized with impossible certainty.Her own.Not merely a resemblance.The same eyes.The same small scar near her right eyebrow from climbing the fountain outside the Sergio Estate when she was a ch

Valerie POVThe hidden doorway beneath the archive opened into a place that felt older than anything Valerie had discovered inside Vane Mansion. For the first time since entering the world of the Vane family, she stepped into a place that did not feel controlled by technology, prediction, or manipulation. The passage beneath the archive carried the feeling of something ancient that had existed long before the Continuum, before the curse, and even before the generations of Vane heirs who carried the burden of the Blood Oath.Valerie walked down the narrow stone staircase with Evelyn beside her. The deeper they went, the more the world above seemed to disappear. The cold artificial atmosphere of the Continuum faded away, replaced by walls carved with symbols that looked almost alive beneath the dim light. These markings were not created by machines. They belonged to a forgotten age when the Vane family’s power had not yet been twisted into something feared.As Valerie moved through the