Todos los capítulos de Rise Of The Hidden Heiress: From Asylum To Billionaire CEO : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Emily's Pov I closed the file the second Mason's message came through, the tension in my shoulders finally easing for the first time in what had felt like several long days."Nova Tech's challenge was rejected," he said. "Your twenty percent holds. They can't reopen the same claim."I read the confirmation myself, twice, before I let myself believe it, scanning the legal language for any loophole they could still exploit. There wasn't one. "Good. Then we're done with Nova Tech.""Preserve everything," I told him. "But stop actively chasing it unless something new legally comes up."The corporate battle was over, at least for now. Eleanor's mystery could wait. Grant Group couldn't.I was already thinking about the meeting ahead of me, the list of things Grant Group needed from me by the end of the day, when security intercepted me halfway to my office. Adrian was beside me, close but not hovering, the way he'd learned to be over these past weeks.The officer looked apologetic before h

Emily's Pov The footage showed it in six seconds.A car pulled alongside Kael on the side street two blocks from the gate. Two men were out before the doors had finished opening.Kael barely had time to turn his head fully toward the sound of tires braking too fast to be casual.Then he was gone.Six seconds. That was all it took to lose him.I didn't freeze.I couldn't afford to.Not with the image still replaying in my head. Not with every second we spent standing still, working in someone else's favor."Lock down the building," I said, already moving. "Every entrance."Adrian was ahead of me before I finished the sentence, heading fast for the exit with his phone pressed to his ear.Mason had pulled up every available camera feed across three separate monitors before I reached the door. His fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard as he pulled up the property's security footage, traffic cameras, and every private feed he could legally access.Security fanned through the building

Emily's Pov Mason drove much faster than I expected.I kept my eyes on the road, watching the streets blur past as he followed the traced route, Adrian beside me, silent, his hand resting near mine without quite touching it, close enough that I could feel the warmth of it anyway. Police vehicles trailed behind us, lights off, moving fast but quietly, the whole convoy holding its breath together. knew only one thing.Kael was taken there.And I intended to find him.Mason pulled into the industrial area, gravel crunching under the tires, and the police vehicles rolled in right behind us. Everyone was out before the engines had fully stopped. Officers fanned out to secure the perimeter while I moved forward, not waiting for anyone's permission, ignoring whatever someone behind me was saying about procedure.Adrian stayed close.At first glance, the place looked abandoned: chain-link fencing rusted through in places, windows dark across every building in sight, the whole stretch of it s

Adrian's Pov I left Grant Mansion before Emily had finished saying what she needed to do. There was no reason to wait for morning, not with the house still carrying the weight of everything Richard had just confessed.Mason met me at the car within minutes, already pulling up whatever digital access he still had into the Grant family's older records, his tablet glowing in the dark between us. He didn't ask why. He already knew."We're not looking for Kael anymore," I told him. "We're looking for the child everyone believed died."He nodded once and started driving, no further questions, no hesitation, exactly the kind of silence I needed from him right then.The hospital where Eleanor gave birth still existed, absorbed into a larger medical network decades ago but keeping its archives intact somewhere in a basement no one had digitized completely. Mason had access before we'd even finished parking the car.The birth record was there, exactly as Richard had described it. Eleanor had g

Adrian’s PovI kept staring at the name on the screen, refusing to let myself react to it yet.Mason waited beside me, watching my face for something I wasn't ready to give him. The name was familiar, the familiar that came from years of standing close enough to the Grant and Kingsley circles that nobody ever thought to question their presence in a room."Establish what this actually proves," I told him. "Before we approach anyone."He nodded once and went back to work.Whoever this was, they might have witnessed every piece of my family's grief without ever looking suspicious. That thought settled somewhere cold in my chest and stayed there."The former director and the name attached to the company," Mason said after a while, not looking up from his screen. "Those aren't necessarily the same person."I asked him to explain exactly what he meant.The director was still alive, reachable, someone who might know who had controlled the company and authorized the original payment, a living