t. The bizarre night at the warehouse still troubled him

rror. Unmask

helves. Every photo reminded him of the harsh traditions and secrets his family had guarded for g

of every login and every hidden activity in our system from the past few days," he

nd trust nobody too quickly." The words sent a shudder down Alexander's spine. Who among his cl

her, his phone chimed again.

f your friend, for

now searching for any evidence of deception. A sensation of dread settled over him. Was the deceit hiding there in front of him,

she had received, she sat at her laptop and began to browse through the information. The data showed secret transactions and perplexing papers. Slowly, piece by piece, the papers revealed th

e stated, "Stop digging or you will be lost." The call ended abruptly, leaving Isabella with a mix of terror and furious determi

what she had seen on her USB drive and her growing misgivings about the genuine motive for the marriage. Mara listened intently and then remarked, "I have heard whispers. It seems b

d do that? And why include us?" she as

ir table, his steely gaze settling on Isabella for just a second. "You should have stopped looking," he murmured in a hushed tone before running

quieting remarks now blended with a growing suspicion that the treachery might be cl

the old librar

ve of both hope and anxiety. Could this be the hint he needed, or was it a well-laid trap? With heavy steps, he de

t all the faces he had trusted over the years, the advisors, the family friends, even his own father. Doubt beg

. The night air was cold as she headed toward her family's office building to study additional documents. On the dark street, every soun

ne buzzed once again. Isabella glanced a

soon be your curs

nce sparked within her. She grasped the USB drive and turned on her heel, ready to contin

ander drove quietly toward the old library, a relic of the past that now carried the potential of a breakthrough.

shadowy figure lurked in the corner of the building's entrance. For a fleeting second, Isabella got sight of the figure's face, harsh and

ty, but by a burning yearning to liberate themselves from a web of lies that threatened everything they knew. The letters, the secret meetings

d in darkness, and Isabella ran along the damp street with d

, or will it imprison them

dowy doorway and Isabella felt a cold hand on her shoulder in the da

lay lurking in