All Chapters of legacy of secret : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The weight of everything pressing down on me made the halls of the Callahan estate feel narrower, suffocating. I had spent the last few days seeking allies among the family, hoping to find even a small shred of support, but the reality was worse than I had feared. Marcus may be in prison, but his influence was far from gone. It felt like his shadow loomed over every corner of this estate, and I could never tell who was genuinely on my side. I sat across from Charles, Victor’s trusted lawyer—the one person who had helped me prove my connection to my father and had brought me into the estate. He had always been reliable in the past, and I hoped, perhaps foolishly, that he could help me now. “I’ve come to you because I need your help, Charles,” I said, my voice steady despite the uncertainty clawing at me. “I need to take down Marcus, and I can’t do it alone. You’re the only one who understands the full extent of my father’s business dealings. You must know something that could give u

Adrian paced the study, his movements restless and erratic. The weight of Marcus’ threat from the previous night hung heavy in the air, and I could see the war waging in his mind. “We can’t keep pretending like I’m not a target,” Adrian said, breaking the tense silence. “Marcus won’t stop until he takes me out of the picture.” “You’re not leaving,” I shot back, crossing my arms. “We’ve come too far together for you to just walk away now.” “Elena, this isn’t just about us anymore,” Adrian said, his tone softer but no less resolute. “If Marcus thinks hurting me will break you, he’ll stop at nothing to do it. And if I stay, I’m only making it easier for him.” I felt a lump rising in my throat, my voice trembling as I spoke. “We can fight him together. We’ve faced worse—” “No,” Adrian interrupted, his voice firm. “This is different. Marcus knows how much you mean to me. If I leave, it might buy you the time you need to finish this.” My heart sank. He was serious. I searched

The courtroom was packed, the atmosphere thick with anticipation as the final chapter in Marcus Callahan’s reign was about to unfold. Elena stood at the front of the room, her posture unwavering, even as the weight of the moment pressed down on her. Adrian was by her side, his presence a quiet yet powerful reminder that they had come this far together, against all odds. Elena took a deep breath, the evidence she’d spent months gathering neatly arranged before her—documents, recordings, financial statements, everything that would bring down Marcus and his empire. As she began her presentation, her voice rang clear, each word measured and deliberate. She walked the courtroom through the web of corruption, greed, and betrayal Marcus had woven, using his power to manipulate, deceive, and destroy. The reactions from the audience were mixed—some stunned into silence, others exchanging whispered conversations. But the most important faces were those of the key figures in the room: the jud

The moonlight poured into the garden, casting an ethereal glow over the estate. Adrian had insisted on taking me outside after dinner, away from the endless files and tension that had become a constant in our lives. I wasn’t sure what he had planned, but the warmth of his hand in mine and the quiet determination in his eyes kept me from asking.We reached the secluded bench near the fountain, the soft hum of water soothing the silence between us. Adrian gestured for me to sit, then settled beside me, his arm brushing against mine.“You’ve been running yourself into the ground,” he said gently, his gaze fixed on the water. “I thought you could use a break.”I smiled faintly, leaning into him. “Thank you. I didn’t realize how much I needed this.”Adrian shifted, turning to face me fully. His hand found mine again, his thumb tracing soft circles over my knuckles. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”His tone was serious, and it made my heart race. “What is it?”---Adrian’s

The estate was unusually quiet that evening, the kind of silence that allowed emotions to creep in unnoticed. Adrian and I had spent the day managing remnants of Marcus' crumbling network, but now, with the weight of the world temporarily lifted, we were left with only ourselves.In the kitchen, I watched as Adrian chopped vegetables, his movements precise yet unhurried. “I didn’t know you could cook,” I teased, leaning against the counter.He glanced up, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”“Is that so?” I asked, arching a brow. “Well, consider me intrigued.”He chuckled softly but didn’t respond, his focus returning to the cutting board. There was something comforting in the simplicity of the moment, a rare glimpse of normalcy amidst the chaos that had defined our lives.When the meal was ready, we sat across from each other at the small dining table, the flickering candlelight casting warm shadows on his face. I took a sip of wine, watching