Semua Bab His fake wife, their real obsession: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Lydia’s pov The high-gloss glass floor of the penthouse suite reflected the glowing city lights below, turning the room into a floating sea of obsidian.I knelt directly on the glass, surrounded by white financial transfer slips, bank statements, and hand-copied entries from Julian’s father's personal ledger. The red ink pen in my hand was almost out, its dye staining the tips of my fingers as I drew sharp, connecting lines between corporate entities across the smooth surface.Kian leaned over the back of the velvet sofa, tracking the grid of paper I had laid out. Zane stood by the window, a dark silhouette against the skyline, while Cassian sat on the low edge of the table, his arms resting on his knees as he watched every movement of my pen."Look at the routing sequence," I said, my voice cutting through the hum of the air filtration system. "The forty-five million from Vance Tactical Security didn't vanish into thin air. It hit the TRUSTEE_804 escrow accoun

Lydia’s POV The audio track continued to spin its jagged white lines across Kian’s terminal, filling the silence of the war room with the spectral voices of four years ago.Kian’s fingers flew across his secondary screen, pulling up the digitized text transcripts attached to the audio log. As the raw data decoded, dozens of high-resolution surveillance stills, security guard shift logs, and medical report sheets materialized in a dense timeline grid across the center of the display.[PROJECT REDACTED: EXECUTION TIMELINE]DATE: OCT 14, 2022TARGET 1: LYDIA VANCE (NEUTRALIZATION: NEUROLOGICAL SEDATIVE)TARGETS 2-4: ZANE CROSS, CASSIAN DRAKE, KIAN RHYS (NEUTRALIZATION: TARGETED DOSAGE / INCULPATION PROTOCOL)EXECUTION TEAM: BLACKWOOD ASSET INQUIRIES / UNIT ALPHAI stood up slowly from my chair, my movement so rigid I felt like glass about to shatter. I walked toward the glowing screens, my eyes scanning the technical breakdown of the hit.

Lydia’s pov The primary wall display in the Obsidian Lounge flickered, the gold encryption sequence collapsing into a pristine, ultra-high-definition video interface.Four years of shadow, shame, and calculated rumors disintegrated in an instant. The full PROJECT REDACTED archive wasn't just a collection of partial logs or dry financial files—it was a complete, hardwired surveillance package captured by Blackwood’s elite team, fully restored in crystal-clear quality.[ARCHIVE STREAM: METROPOLITAN_SUITE_804_PRIMARY.MP4]TIMESTAMP: OCT 14, 2022 - 02:04:12 AMRESOLUTION: 4K RESTORED / AUDIO ENHANCEDSTATUS: UNCONTENDED EVIDENCE MASTERNone of us moved. The silence in the room was absolute, so dense it pressed against the chest like deep water.We stood clustered around the main monitor—Zane anchored at my right shoulder, Cassian’s posture coiled with lethal tension on my left, and Kian standing just behind the console, his hand resting flat on

Lydia’s pov The heavy quiet inside the Obsidian Lounge felt entirely different now. The ghost of the hotel room four years ago had been stripped of its shadows, leaving behind only the stark, undeniable truth laid bare on the glowing monitors. I turned away from the digital screens to face the three men who had built my defense, commanded my fleets, and guarded my life. "You were drugged, framed, and targeted just as viciously as I was," I said softly, my voice carrying a quiet weight that filled the sanctuary. "For four years, you carried the burden of thinking you failed to protect me that night. But you were innocent pawns in a war built by my own blood." I took a breath, looking into each of their eyes—Zane’s fierce intensity, Cassian’s dark resolve, Kian’s sharp intellect. "Your debt is paid," I whispered, holding my head high. "Your obligations to L.V. Global and to me are finished. If you wa

Lydia’s pov The press of a single key on Kian’s terminal sent a shockwave across three continents.Within minutes, the world's primary financial networks, news agencies, and regulatory databases were flooded with the unredacted files of PROJECT REDACTED. Ultra-high-definition video of the staged hotel room, authenticated bank wire receipts, and Damian Vance’s signed brokerage commission streamed continuously on every screen in the financial district.The court of public opinion transformed in an instant. The four-year-old scandal that had once been used to break my reputation was completely demolished, laid bare as a monstrous, illegal conspiracy. My name was clear—and so were the names of Zane, Cassian, and Kian.Below us, the markets reacted with ruthless violence.Vance Logistics and Vance Maritime stocks didn't just slide; they plummeted into an absolute death spiral. The Singapore and London exchanges halted trading on Vance entities after six billion