Novel & Cerita Tom Riddle Series

"If I didn't blame you, they would have looked at me more closely. I needed a distraction. Now, look at your phone." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out with my free hand. It was a message from an unknown number. It was a video. I pressed play. The video was grainy, but clear enough. It showed a person in a dark cloak walking through the library tunnels. They were holding the Founder’s Ring. But that wasn't the scary part. The person stopped and looked directly at the camera. It was Victoria Hale. The Headmaster’s daughter. The girl who ruled the school’s social life with an iron fist.

and leaving the Riddle manor. The living room quieted down. The butler brought a cup of tea and asked softly, "Sir, are you really not considering reporting this to the police?" Mr. Riddle Sr. had already chosen one from the four families to investigate separately. Additionally, he avoided Sean, who was under suspicion. However, it was unlikely that these four would work together effectively during the investigation. In truth, all of them had become suspects in Mr. Riddle Sr.'s eyes, and it was uncertain whether the truth would be revealed.

"I want to know when this man will come back. And Aalam, I need all the information by today's evening. Do whatever you want. Just trace him through his account, SIM, location or what else is here. If he doesn't come here, I will barge into his house to finish his chapter. Because now I can't show any more patience…." He was acting in haste. He called Aalam after coming out of his home. Aalam is one of his special men who is a very skilful hacker and has been working with him for a long time.

She was pretending to browse through a large hardcover, though Avyanna could tell from her stiff posture and darting eyes that she was on edge. Ruth looked up and nodded as Avyanna approached. “Took you long enough,” she whispered, closing the book without looking at it. “They're almost here.” “Who is it this time?” Avyanna asked quietly, sliding into the seat across from her, voice flat. “An associate of Delgado. One of Mendez’s rivals, technically… but not exactly safer.” Ruth’s eyes flicked toward the far side of the room where a shadow had just moved past the shelves. “He won’t recognize you, which is why I asked you to come.”

“You’ll find the art room locked. Some doors are better left closed, Prince Khalid.” He leaned back, lips curving into a dark, knowing smile. “And some secrets beg to be exposed.” Isabella didn’t flinch. “Secrets like Caramel, you mean?” she fired back. The air shifted. Aura’s eyes went wide. Khalid’s grin faltered. “So… you know about your sister.” “My half-sister,” Isabella corrected icily. “Don’t lump me in with her.” Khalid’s voice dropped lower, more sinister. “Did my dear brother tell you the other story?”