《My Husband’s Secret Empire 》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 26 章

Nathaniel didn't speak for a long moment, the name settling over the room like something physically heavy. "My grandmother is eighty-one years old," he said finally, voice strained. "She's spent the last decade telling anyone who'll listen that her greatest regret is not seeing me married before my father died. You're asking me to believe she orchestrated Regina's placement on my board in the same breath she was grieving her own son." "I'm not asking you to believe anything yet," Victor said carefully. "I'm telling you what the paperwork shows. Eleanor's signature is on the recommendation letter that fast-tracked Regina's appointment. I've had it for years. I never knew what to do with it, because the alternative in believing your grandmother had any part in this felt as impossible to me as it clearly does to you right now." "Then maybe it's a coincidence," Nathaniel said, though the conviction in his voice had thinned to almost nothing. "Maybe Regina asked her for a favor unrelate

"Your son," Nathaniel repeated, disbelief bleeding into something colder as the words settled. "Your own son has been running this network.""Not from the beginning." Regina's voice had steadied, though tears still tracked silently down her face. "Julian was a child when Daniel died. He grew up in the shadow of a father's murder no one ever fully explained to him, watching me quietly, obsessively try to dismantle something I could never fully explain either. By the time he was old enough to understand what I'd actually been doing all those years, he didn't want to help me end it.""He wanted to inherit it," Wren said slowly, the shape of it settling into place with cold clarity."He wanted power," Regina said. "The kind his father died trying to expose, the kind he decided was safer to control than to fight. I didn't realize how far he'd gone until it was already far too late to stop him without destroying my own son in the process." Her hands twisted together, grief and shame warring

"Wren." Nathaniel's voice crackled through the earpiece, low and controlled in a way that told her exactly how much effort the control was costing him. "Stay calm. We're moving now, whatever he says, don't provoke him."Wren kept her expression carefully blank, meeting Julian's cold, satisfied gaze without flinching. "Your father died trying to expose this exact kind of operation," she said quietly. "Your mother spent twenty years trying to dismantle it from the inside. You do realize you've become the very thing that destroyed your own family."Something flickered across Julian's face — the first genuine crack she'd seen in his composure since she'd walked through the door."My mother made her choice a long time ago," he said, voice tightening. "She chose caution over justice, patience over power. I decided a long time ago I wasn't willing to spend twenty years playing the same careful, losing game she did.""So you decided killing people was the faster option.""I decided controllin