Chapter 129: The House Of Ghosts
The Adams Estate had never been this silent before.
Darla sat on the velvet armchair, her once proud posture now slouched, shoulders heavy with defeat. Derek paced the room like a lion locked in a cage... growling under his breath, teeth gritted with rage.
Everything they had planned, everything they had controlled with invisible strings... had unraveled.
Jean was free.
The girl they raised, not out of love but out of necessity... had slipped out of their grasp.
"She was never supposed to get away," Derek muttered, rubbing his temple. "She was supposed to marry Tyler. That was the deal. That was the only way to clean up all the mess of Alex’s scandal and Jean would be forever silent."
"And now," Darla whispered, her voice cracking, "she’s gone, and Logan Kingsley... that man has Jean’s shares. She gave him everything. What was she thinking?"
Derek slammed his fist on the side table. "She wasn’t thinking! That Kingsley bastard must have charmed her... took what should’ve been ours! Alex’s seat at the board is already shaking because of his scandal. Now Logan will swoop in and become the board’s darling."
But Darla didn’t share her husband’s fury.
Her fear ran deeper.
"What if she talks? About us, about Tyler..." she asked, voice trembling. "What if Jean tells the press... or the police?"