Tangled Truths의 모든 챕터: 챕터 121 - 챕터 127

Lucas' POVI am already done for.Flora and Serena stand before me, their gazes sharp enough to slice through every carefully crafted lie I have ever told. Their eyes burn with suspicion, their bodies rigid with unrelenting determination. The air between us is thick with tension, pressing down on me like a suffocating weight.We have barely escaped Damien's ambush minutes ago—barely survived a situation that could have ended in bloodshed. And yet, instead of relief, instead of gratitude, all their focus has turned to me.I should have expected this.I want to tell them they should be thanking me, not interrogating me. If it weren't for my intervention, we might not even be standing here right now. But I know that line of reasoning won't fly. Not with them. Not with Flora.Because she wants the truth.And that is the one thing I cannot give her.The mysterious person who has helped me—who has secretly arranged for the armed men to intervene—needs to remain in the shadows. Exposing him

Lucas' POVThe tension in the room is suffocating as we search every inch of Damien's office, determined to find the escape route he must have used. My eyes dart from the large wooden desk to the bookshelves lining the walls, scanning for any sign of a hidden passage. Drawers are flung open, chairs overturned, papers scattered across the floor as everyone works in frantic synchronization.Then, one of the officers calls out, his voice sharp and urgent."Over here!"We immediately scramble toward him, our boots thudding against the floor in unison. He stands beside the elevator, his hand pressed against the panel. His face is grim, his expression tight with focus."What is it?" I demand, my pulse hammering in anticipation.Instead of answering, he presses a seemingly insignificant button on the control panel. A faint click echoes in the silence, followed by a mechanical whirring sound. Slowly, a hidden access point reveals itself—an opening at the top of the elevator, leading upward."

LUCAS' POVI try to keep my focus on the plan we're putting together, but my attention keeps drifting toward Richard. I still don't trust him, no matter how convincingly he claims to be on our side. His words are sharp and precise, his demeanor calculated. He says he wants Damien to pay, that he wants justice, but something about him seems off. His presence feels too convenient, his willingness too eager. I can't shake the feeling that there's more to him than he's letting on.Across the table, Serena and Flora stand by, closely observing everything as we strategize. I catch the exhausted look on Serena's face—she's tired of all of this. The weight of everything we've been through is pressing down on her. She just wants it to be over. I meet her gaze with a reassuring look, silently promising that we're close to the end. That this nightmare is almost over."We've tracked his last known location to the marina district," one officer says, sliding a map across the table. "But he's been c