Chapter 242: Three Against The Truth
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I let out a long, shaky sigh, feeling a bit of the tension ease in my chest amidst the chaos. Because even as Ethan reeled and Adrien fumed, a strange sense of gratitude washed over me, we were finally closer to getting justice for Joanne, closer to untangling the lies that had haunted Adrien for so long.
I stepped closer to him, placing my hand on his shoulder, feeling the tight muscles beneath his shirt, and squeezed gently, hoping my touch said what words might fail to express.
"We’re making progress," I said softly, my voice steady despite the whirlwind inside me. "All those responsible, they’re not going to get away with this. We’ll find them, Adrien. Every last one."
He looked up at me then, the anger in his eyes softening into something more resolved, like my words had grounded him.
"You’re right," he murmured, covering my hand with his own briefly, the warmth sending a familiar spark through me, no matter the circumstances. "I needed that. Can’t lose it now, we’ve got to focus on the rest of this puzzle. Figure out who this anonymous creep is and what else Logan’s hiding."
He sat up straighter, distress shifting into determination as he turned back to the computer, fingers already clicking through more folders, searching for emails or files that might give us another vital piece of the evidence we needed.
Seeing him steady himself like that, channeling his anger into action, brought a wave of relief; at least he was managing, or as much as anyone could in this mess.
"I’ll be back in a sec," I said quietly, giving his shoulder one last squeeze before heading for the door. "Just going to check on Ethan. Don’t uncover any more earth-shattering secrets without me."
Adrien managed a faint, wry smile as he glanced back. "No promises. But hurry back, three heads are better than one, even if one of them belongs to Golden boy."