All Chapters of My Ex's Best Friend Is My Fake Boyfriend: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The facility stood silently beneath the trees, its broken windows reflecting the faint moonlight.I stared at the building from inside the car, my heart pounding against my ribs.My father could be somewhere inside.And so could my grandmother.After everything we had discovered, I couldn't allow myself to believe either of them was dead.Mr. Collins stepped out first.“The entrance is on the eastern side,” he said. “But we need to be careful. If Harris is still here, he won't be alone.”Jake opened the door beside me.“Then we don't give him time to prepare.”I stepped out.Lily and David followed, with Ethan and Chloe close behind.My mother stayed beside me.“Emma,” she whispered, “if your father is really inside—”“I'll find him.”“And your grandmother.”I nodded.“Both of them.”Jake looked at me.“We're bringing them home.”Those words gave me the courage to move.We followed Mr. Collins through the trees until we reached a rusted metal door hidden beneath overgrown vines.He pu

The words followed us through the darkness.“Bring me Emma.”I crawled faster, ignoring the sharp pain in my knees as the narrow ventilation shaft seemed to stretch endlessly ahead of us.Jake was directly behind me.“Keep going,” he whispered.I glanced back.“Who was that woman?”“I don't know.”“My grandmother said she was the one who ordered Dad's kidnapping.”“I heard her.”“Then who is she?”Jake shook his head.“We'll find out.”The ventilation shaft suddenly opened into a small storage room.I dropped through first, landing hard on the floor.Jake followed, then helped my grandmother down.My father came next.Everyone gathered around him.“We need to leave,” Ethan whispered.My father shook his head.“Not yet.”I stared at him.“Dad, Harris knows we're here.”“I know.”“Then why aren't we running?”“Because the archive is here.”My grandmother nodded.“The old chapel.”I remembered the key she had given me.I pulled it from my pocket.“You mean the archive is inside this faci

A quiet laugh came from outside.“You've always been protective of her, Jake. Your father was the same.”Jake's expression hardened.“You knew my father?”“I knew everyone who mattered.”My father stepped forward.“Don't listen to him.”The voice became colder.“Michael, you have spent years running from me.”My father's face tightened.“You took everything from my family.”“No. You did that yourself when you refused to cooperate.”My grandmother moved closer to my father.“You're still hiding behind other people.”The man laughed.“I'm not hiding.”The door suddenly shook.Everyone stepped back.“Emma,” Jake whispered, “we need to move.”“But the photograph…”“Take it.”I slipped the photograph into the folder.David pointed toward the opposite wall.“There!”A narrow opening had appeared behind one of the shelves.“How did you find that?” Lily asked.“I remember it.”My father looked at David.“Then lead us.”David pushed the shelf aside.We rushed through the opening.Victoria pull

The room remained quiet after we discovered the name.Alexander Blackwood.For years, he had existed only as a face buried inside my memories. Now he had a name, and somehow that made everything feel more real.My father gathered the documents from the table.“We need to move before he makes his next move.”My mother looked at him.“You think he knows?”“He probably does.”Sarah folded her arms.“Then where do we go?”My father looked at Jake.“The old Blackwood estate.”Jake frowned.“His house?”“Yes.”My grandmother's expression changed.“That place is heavily guarded.”My father nodded.“That is exactly why we need to go there.”Everyone stared at him.“What are you talking about?” Ethan asked.“The Circle's main records aren't in the facilities we've searched. Blackwood kept the most important information close to him.”Victoria understood.“His estate.”“Yes.”I looked at my father.“And you think the evidence is there?”“I know it is.”My mother stepped forward.“Michael, that'

The first morning back at school felt strangely different.I stood in front of my mirror, adjusting my uniform while staring at my reflection.For the first time in weeks, I wasn't worried about being followed.I wasn't hiding anything.I wasn't pretending.And most importantly, I wasn't wondering whether the people I loved were safe.Jake was waiting outside.I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs.Mom was already in the kitchen with Grandma.“Eat something,” Mom said.“I will.”Dad looked up from his coffee.“Your first day back.”I smiled.“It's strange.”He smiled back.“You've earned a normal day.”Grandma laughed.“Go before you're late.”I kissed Mom's cheek and hugged Grandma.Dad pulled me into a quick hug.“Be careful.”“I'll be fine.”When I stepped outside, Jake was leaning against his car.The moment he saw me, his face lit up.“Ready?”I smiled.“ I am Ready.”He opened the passenger door for me.“You look beautiful.”“I'm wearing a school uniform.”“And you're still bea