Semua Bab Reborn:The mafia king wife : Bab 81 - Bab 90

The footsteps stopped.Silence settled over Mercy once again.Even the emergency alarms had fallen quiet, leaving only the distant hum of electricity beneath the old building.Elena stood motionless.The black Project Genesis box rested securely in her hands.No one spoke.Then—A calm voice echoed through the underground archive."Elena."Victor Kane.He stepped into view from the far end of the corridor.Immaculate suit.Silver hair.The same composed smile he had worn for decades.Behind him stood several men in dark suits, but Victor himself looked almost relaxed.As though he had come for a conversation rather than a confrontation.His gaze settled on the box."So.""You found Samuel's final gift."Elena's expression remained unreadable."You seem disappointed."Victor chuckled."No.""I'm relieved."Adrian took a quiet step forward.Victor's smile widened."Mr. Blackwell.""It appears fate enjoys introducing us in unusual places.""I don't believe in fate," Adrian replied."I be

Dawn broke over the city.The rain had stopped.For the first time in years, Mercy Medical Research Center no longer felt like a prison.Its secrets had finally been exposed.Yet none of them felt victorious.Because the greatest enemy...Had never been inside Mercy.---Elena stood alone outside the abandoned building.The morning breeze lifted a few loose strands of her dark hair.In her hands was Richard Hart's letter.She had read it five times.Each time, she discovered something new.Each time, she missed her father a little more.A familiar voice came from behind."You haven't slept."She didn't turn."I could say the same about you."Adrian walked to her side.Both of them looked toward the rising sun.For several moments...Silence was enough.---"I've been thinking," Adrian finally said."About your grandfather?"He nodded."And my father."Elena looked at him."Richard and Damian spent years trying to stop Samuel.""They failed.""They protected us instead."Adrian smiled

The helicopter disappeared into the storm clouds.Its engine faded into the distance until only the sound of crashing waves remained.Blackwood Island welcomed them with silence.Not peaceful silence.The kind that carried history.The kind that watched.Elena stepped onto the old stone landing first.The salty wind swept across the cliffs, carrying the scent of the sea through the towering pines surrounding the estate.She looked up.The Blackwell Mansion stood proudly at the highest point of the island.Built from pale gray stone, it overlooked the ocean like an ancient guardian refusing to surrender to time.Broken ivy climbed its walls.Several windows were boarded shut.Others reflected the moonlight like silver mirrors."It doesn't look abandoned," Elena said quietly.Adrian followed her gaze."It isn't."She turned toward him."My family stopped living here twenty-two years ago."He looked at the mansion with an expression she couldn't quite read."But the caretakers never stop

No one moved.The hidden chamber beneath Blackwood Manor was deathly silent.On the desk rested a single framed photograph.An elegant silver-haired woman smiled gently at the camera.At the bottom of the frame, six words were written in graceful handwriting.I'll return when it's safe. — ElizabethAdrian stared at the photograph as though the world had stopped turning.His fingers trembled almost imperceptibly."My grandmother..."His voice was barely a whisper."...she's alive."Even Theodore, who had faithfully served the Blackwell family for more than fifty years, looked shaken."I buried an empty coffin..."he murmured."I spent fifteen years mourning someone who never died."No one knew what to say.Elena slowly stepped beside Adrian.She didn't speak.She simply slipped her hand into his.This time...He held it tightly.Almost instinctively.As though letting go would cause the fragile truth before him to disappear.---Dr. Amelia Grant carefully examined the room."It doesn't

The study fell silent.Every pair of eyes was fixed on the hidden compartment behind the grandfather clock.There, resting alone on a marble pedestal, was a weathered leather diary.Its dark blue cover had faded with age.Yet the name embossed in gold remained perfectly clear.Elizabeth Blackwell.No one moved.Elena was the first to step forward.She carefully lifted the diary into her hands.It felt surprisingly heavy.Not because of its weight.Because of everything it represented.Twenty-four years of silence.Twenty-four years of sacrifice.Twenty-four years of unanswered questions.Adrian stood beside her."This is what she wanted us to find."Elena nodded."I think so."She gently opened the first page.Elegant handwriting greeted them.---If this diary has finally been opened...Then Adrian has found Elena.And Elena has found Adrian.Richard... Damian...Your faith in them was not misplaced.---A quiet smile appeared on Theodore's face."Lady Elizabeth always believed they