All Chapters of Loving the son I swore to destroy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Elias's POVI was at the auction house, looking through some documents on my computer.As I worked, Mrs. Holloway walked by and stopped beside me."Elias, did you watch the news this morning?" she asked."No, Mrs. Holloway," I replied. "I didn't."She looked at me for a moment."Unlike you, one of the people involved in Barrister Dury's murder was caught this morning," she said."That's good," I said. "At least the mastermind will be caught now."Mrs. Holloway shook her head."I don't think so," she said. "The killer killed himself."My eyes grew wide with shock."What?" I whispered.For a moment, I thought my name would finally be cleared.But the killer's death only made everything worse.Now, no one could question him.And the truth seemed farther away than ever.I sat down and buried my face in my hands."Is something wrong, Elias?" Mrs. Holloway asked.I stayed quiet for a few seconds before looking at her.She was the only person I truly trusted.She treated me like her own son b

Elias's POVI asked for permission to leave the auction house early. I told everyone I wanted to rest, but that wasn't the real reason. The truth was, I needed some time alone. So many things had happened, and my mind was full of questions.When I got home, I sat quietly in my living room. The house felt empty and silent.Knock! Knock! Knock!Someone was at my door.I frowned."I wasn't expecting anyone," I said to myself.I didn't have many friends, and no one usually came to visit me. The knocking continued, louder this time.I stood up slowly but didn't open the door right away."What if it's someone dangerous?" I wondered.I looked around the room and saw my father's old baseball bat leaning against the wall. I picked it up, just in case I needed to protect myself.Holding the bat tightly, I walked to the door."Who is it?" I called.A calm voice answered."It's Detective Ortega from the State Police.I froze for a second.What does a detective want with me? I thought. Could this

Damon POV I was sitting quietly in my office, staring at the papers scattered across my desk. I had been trying to concentrate on my work, but my mind was somewhere else. After everything that had happened, focusing on anything felt almost impossible.The room was quiet, except for the soft ticking of the clock on the wall. I leaned back in my chair and let out a tired breath.I knew my uncle was angry.I didn't need anyone to tell me.The moment the door opened and he walked into the room, I could already see the disappointment on his face. His eyes were fixed on me, and his expression was serious.He slowly walked toward my desk.“Uncle, I can explain,” I said before he could even speak.He stopped in front of me and crossed his arms.“Explain what, Damon?” he asked. “Explain why you thought it was a good idea to put your life at such a great risk?”I stayed quiet.He continued.“What if those people were still inside the building when that bomb went off? What were you think

Chapter 17Damon's POVI got an invitation from the state police inviting me to the funeral service of Detective Adrian Cross. He had died in a terrible traffic accident, and even though I had not known him for a very long time, his death affected me deeply.There were still so many questions I wanted to ask him, especially about my father's murder case. Detective Cross had been one of the people connected to the case, and I had hoped that one day he would tell me everything he knew. Now that he was dead, I felt as if some of my answers had been buried with him.I sat quietly in my office, staring at the invitation in my hands. My mind was filled with different thoughts when Uncle Sebastian walked into the room.He looked at me for a moment before speaking.“Damon, did you get an invitation to Detective Adrian's funeral?”I nodded.“Yes, Uncle. I did.”He sighed and sat down.“I don't think I should attend,” he said. “After everything that happened, especially after I was removed from