Todos os capítulos de Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Evelyn Voss’s apartment was supposed to have been destroyed in a fire eighteen years earlier.The key planted in Caelan’s sleeve opened a building on the eastern edge of the city. Its faded brick walls and boarded windows made it look abandoned, but the security system was new.Caelan refused to come without protection. His team remained two streets away while we entered carrying concealed trackers.“You believe Octavian fabricated the theft?” I asked as we climbed the stairs.“He does not make empty threats.”“That wasn’t my question.”“Yes. I believe you.”The words stopped me.“Why?”Caelan turned on the landing.“Because you have spent every day since our wedding preventing theft from both our families. Stealing forty million dollars would contradict everything you’ve done.”“That sounds like trust.”“Don’t become sentimental.”But he waited until I reached him before continuing.Evelyn’s apartment occupied the top floor.When Caelan unlocked it, dust covered the furniture, yet fr

Lucien’s flash drive contained footage from a second camera inside the Voss banking suite.The recording clearly showed Selene removing the veil after authorising the transfer.She wore a silicone fingerprint cover designed from a mould of my thumb. A hidden speaker beneath the wedding dress produced the recording of my voice.The evidence proved I had not entered the room.It did not explain why Selene had done it.“Where did you get this?” I asked.Lucien stood inside Helena’s office while our lawyers verified the footage.“I installed private cameras in several Voss buildings.”“You were spying on Caelan.”“I was protecting myself.”Caelan watched his brother with open contempt.“You possessed this evidence and remained silent until Elara was questioned.”“I needed to know what Grandfather planned to do with it.”“You allowed him to accuse her publicly.”“And now I’m correcting the accusation.”“You’re playing the saviour,” I said.Lucien looked at me.“Does it matter why I helped

“The daughter” could have meant me.It could also have meant Selene.Evelyn Voss had no surviving daughter, and neither Caelan nor Lucien knew of another child.We examined the transactions inside Father’s boardroom while Gideon’s security locked down the building.“The numbers are a code,” I said. “Someone expected Lucien to recognise the trust.”“I was never given access to it,” Lucien replied.“But you knew it existed.”“My mother told me she created something for both her sons.”Caelan’s expression hardened.“She told you?”“You were six.”“That did not answer the question.”Lucien looked at him.“She said the trust would protect us if anything happened to her. After she died, Grandfather claimed she had emptied it.”“Clearly, he lied,” I said.We reorganised the transactions chronologically.Each transfer contained an apparently unnecessary fee. When I converted the fees into letters, they formed a second message:FIND THE FIRST BENEFICIARY.Helena searched international records

Selene’s performance began before the police crossed the room.She curled around her stomach and sobbed that I had threatened to take her child. A red mark had appeared on her wrist—one she must have created before we arrived.The reporters recorded everything.“Elara said the baby would ruin her marriage,” Selene cried. “She told me no one would believe me because she controls the Mercer family.”I remained where I was.In my first life, her tears had made me doubt my own memories. Now I studied the timing of every breath.“Are you injured?” an officer asked.“My stomach hurts.”An ambulance was summoned.Lucien stepped away from Selene instead of rushing to comfort her.She noticed.“Lucien, tell them what she did.”His expression was unreadable.“Tell them what?” he asked.“That Elara has been persecuting me since the wedding.”“You impersonated her to move forty million dollars.”The reporters fell silent.Selene stared at him.“What are you doing?”“For once, I am not cleaning up

The Lake Arden records documented three years of betrayal.Hotel reservations.Private dinners.Jewellery purchases.Messages hidden inside business accounts.Lucien had courted me publicly while maintaining Selene privately. She gave him information about my family. He gave her money, influence, and promises he never intended to keep.Together, they created the man I thought I loved.I took the evidence to Father.He sat behind his desk at Mercer Holdings, still pale from the poisoning but strong enough to read every page.When he finished, he removed his glasses.“I brought Selene into our home.”“This is not your fault.”“I trusted her with you.”“So did I.”He looked older than he had that morning.“Did Lucien ever love you?”I considered the question.“He loved the way I saw him. He wanted to remain that man without becoming him.”Father reached across the desk and held my hand.“I am sorry I encouraged the marriage.”“You did what you believed would protect me.”“And Caelan?”Th