Chapter 81 Buried Truths

• The office smelled of old paper and dust, the kind of scent that clung to forgotten things. Clara shifted through the worn files stacked on Ethan’s desk, her fingers tracing the crisp edges of reports dated years before Marcus’s death. The Whitaker empire had been built on secrets, some buried so deep that even its heirs seemed unaware of them.
• She wasn’t sure what she was looking for, only that something felt wrong.
• Then she saw it.