All Chapters of Contracted to the wrong twin : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 71: Project ThompsonThe words PROJECT THOMPSON — CONFIDENTIAL stared back at me like a warning.For several seconds, I could not move.The old file lay open on the table between Ethan and me, its brown cover faded with age. The room around us suddenly felt too quiet. Even the sound of traffic outside seemed far away.My father's name was printed across the first page.GERALD THOMPSON.My fingers tightened around the edge of the table.“He knew,” I whispered.Ethan stood beside me, his eyes fixed on the file.“We don't know that yet.”I looked at him.“His name is here, Ethan. Two weeks before he died.”“I know.”“And your father had this file.”His jaw tightened.“I know that too.”That was the problem.For years, I had believed the worst part of my father's death was the uncertainty surrounding it. I had spent so long wondering what really happened to him, who had lied, and why so many people seemed determined to bury the truth.Now I was beginning to realize that the truth

Chapter 73 — The Man Who LeftThe name Thomas Reed had become impossible to ignore.It followed us everywhere.It was in my father's old documents, in the Blackwood records, and now in the anonymous warning someone had sent to my phone.Most frightening of all, Thomas Reed was alive.And he was somewhere in London.Ethan sat across from me in Elena's office while she placed several old documents on the desk.“This is everything I could find,” she said.I looked at the first page.THOMAS REED — SENIOR FINANCIAL OFFICER.Below his name was a photograph.A man in his late forties with dark hair, a serious face, and tired eyes.“This is him?” I asked.Elena nodded.“He worked for Blackwood Group for almost twelve years.”Ethan picked up another document.“He reported directly to my father.”“Yes.” “What happened to him?”Elena leaned back.“Officially, he resigned.”“Officially?” Ethan asked.She gave him a look.“You know what that usually means.”Ethan scanned the page.“There are no de

Chapter 75: Thomas ReedThe location on my phone was not an invitation. It was a warning.BLACKWOOD GROUP HEADQUARTERS.I stared at the message until the letters blurred.“Whoever sent this wants us there,” I said.Ethan took the phone from my hand. “Which means we are not going.”Thomas Reed, who had been sitting silently across the room, suddenly stood.“You have to go.” Ethan looked at him.“No.” Thomas shook his head.“You don't understand.”“Then explain.”Thomas walked toward the window and pulled the curtain slightly.The black car was still across the street.“They want you to believe the danger is outside,” he said. I frowned.“What do you mean?” Thomas turned toward us.“The real danger is already inside Blackwood.”A cold feeling ran through me.“Who?”. “I don't know.”“You must know something.”Thomas hesitated.“I know enough to know that Gerald was right to be afraid.” Ethan stepped closer.“What did my father know?” Thomas looked at him for a long moment.“Your father

Chapter 77: The AccusationThe words stayed on the screen longer than they should have.ASK ETHAN WHY HIS FATHER KILLED HER.I looked up at him.He wasn't moving."Ethan."Nothing."Ethan, look at me."He finally lifted his eyes, and I had never seen him look like that before. he wasn't angry, neither afraid.Hollow."I don't know what that means," he said."Then say something.""I am saying something. I don't know what it means."Thomas stepped back from us both, like he wanted no part of whatever came next."Margaret can't be dead," I said. "We just found out she had the second recording an hour ago.""Maybe that's why," Thomas said quietly.I turned to him. "What?""If she had proof. Real proof. And someone knew we were about to reach her—""Don't," Ethan said.Thomas stopped.I felt my own pulse in my throat. "Don't what?""Don't finish that sentence," Ethan said. "Not until we know it's true.""And if it is true?"He didn't answer.I stared at him, at the photograph of Lily st

Chapter 79: 2:13 AMEthan locked down the financial systems himself, standing over Elena's shoulder while she typed, refusing to leave the room until every account tied to Harrow Logistics had been frozen."If someone's using my code," he said, "I want them locked out before they know I noticed.""Already done," Elena said. "But locking the money doesn't tell us who moved it.""Then let's find out who did."We moved to the security archive next, a small room two floors below the executive suite that I hadn't even known existed until that morning. Rows of monitors, years of footage and a single guard who looked startled to see the CEO himself standing in his doorway before eight in the morning."I need building access logs," Ethan said. "Three nights ago. Everyone who entered after midnight."The guard didn't ask questions. He just typed.I stood beside Ethan, my arms crossed tight against my chest, watching the screen fill with names and timestamps. Most of the night showed nothing j