All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret Marriage To His Enemy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Maya stopped at the threshold.Elena’s warning kept replaying in her head.If Julian is with you, don’t let him go through that door.The words had come with such urgency that Maya could still hear the fear in her mother’s voice. Elena hadn’t explained what waited on the other side, and the call had ended before Maya could demand an answer.Now, with Julian standing close behind her and the steel door open just enough to reveal the room beyond, every instinct told her to be careful.She looked over her shoulder.“Stay where I can see you.”Julian’s expression tightened. “Maya—”“I mean it. If anything feels wrong, we leave together.”He studied her face, perhaps searching for the reason she had suddenly become so guarded. She couldn’t tell him everything Elena had said. Not yet. She barely understood it herself.After a moment, Julian nodded. “All right.”Maya turned back to the doorway.The room was smaller than she had expected, with concrete walls, a metal desk, and a single overhe

The abandoned railway depot stood beyond the industrial district, where the city’s noise faded into distant traffic and the occasional groan of rusted metal. Weeds had swallowed sections of the tracks, and rainwater gathered in shallow pools beneath the broken platform lights.Maya stepped out of Julian’s car and pulled her coat tighter around herself. The metal key Adrian had given them pressed against her palm inside her pocket.She still couldn't decide whether bringing it had been a mistake.Adrian had claimed the key belonged to a room in the service wing of the old Voss estate. Yet the anonymous messages had led them here, to a place that appeared to have no connection to either family.Unless that was precisely why they had been sent.Julian came around the car and stopped beside her. His expression was controlled, but she had begun to recognize the strain beneath it: the tension in his jaw, the restless movement of his eyes, the way his hand stayed close to his phone.“Marcus

The photograph remained on Julian's phone long after Maya had stopped looking at it.SHE MUST NEVER SEE WHAT'S INSIDE.The warning had been written across an image of Adrian Voss's private study. Julian had refused to explain who sent it, but Maya had noticed the change in his expression. Whatever the message meant, it had struck a nerve.Now, standing beside the car outside the estate, she refused to let him avoid the subject.“What exactly is inside that room?”Julian slipped his phone into his pocket. “My father kept private records in the eastern service wing. There was a room he used when he didn't want anyone accessing the main estate archives.”“And you knew about it?”“I knew it existed. He told me about it years ago.”Maya folded her arms. “Yet you waited until now to mention it.”“I didn't know whether the records were still there.”“That's not an answer.”Julian looked towards the eastern side of the estate. The old service buildings stood apart from the main residence, the

Maya kept turning the brass key between her fingers.The black line engraved around its head was barely noticeable, but the numbers beneath it were unmistakable.3-17.Outside the car window, the Voss estate gradually disappeared behind them. Julian drove with his attention fixed on the road, while Maya examined the scratches along the key's edge. The brass had darkened with age, and the small marking brought back memories of her father's old storage unit.Box 317.She remembered the first time she had entered that facility. Back then, she had believed she was searching for whatever her father had left behind. She hadn't understood that the storage unit was connected to an arrangement involving Adrian Voss, Daniel, and people who had spent years concealing the truth.Now, even the key itself had become a source of danger.“Where are you taking us?” she asked.“To a place where we can examine the records without using the Voss estate's network.”Maya glanced at him. “Somewhere you cont

“Then ask Julian why he was never allowed to read the final page.”Maya read the message a second time, then lowered her phone and looked at her husband.“What does this mean?”Julian's attention remained fixed on the screen. His thumb pressed against the edge of the transfer instruction lying across his lap, bending the already worn paper.“I don't know who sent it.”“That's not what I asked.” Maya leaned closer. “Why weren't you allowed to read the final page?”He stared through the windshield. Beyond the glass, headlights passed along the road, briefly illuminating the interior before disappearing into the evening traffic.“When my father first involved me in the agreement, I was younger. He described it as a business arrangement between several families. I was expected to follow his instructions and stay out of matters that didn't concern me.”“And you did?”“I didn't have much choice back then.”“You always had a choice, Julian.”His jaw shifted. He didn't argue.After a moment,