CHAPTER 62:

MASKED MOTIVES

The SE Mansion stood tall and cold like a fortress carved from secrets. Its marbled gates opened slowly as Adele’s black car pulled in, tires crunching against the gravel path lined with tall hedges and hidden cameras. The estate was silent, too silent—even the birds seemed to avoid this place.

Adele stepped out with poise, dressed in a fitted navy dress, her expression respectful but unreadable. She walked through the main corridor, her heels clicking ...