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The Maruw Street

作者: Mashika Mwetembe
last update 公開日: 2026-07-02 04:48:32

They settled in the Promenade district, not Oakhaven. A four-storey townhouse on Maruw Street, bought through a Mervane holding company three months before they'd boarded the train. Paid for in full. No mortgage record, no bank inquiry, no paper trail of ink and signatures that could drag the phantom of Dr. Elara Voss back to anyone Veridia had ever known.

It was the kind of street where nobody asked questions because the air itself tasted like old secrets—heavy with coal smoke and the quiet, m
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  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 85

    "The fourth layer what?" Alistair demanded."It resists our digital tracing in a way I've genuinely never encountered in my career, sir. Eleven distinct layers, six separate international jurisdictions, including trust networks in Ecotopia. Yet, every single transaction is individually legitimate. There are no sloppy errors."Something cold and familiar moved through Alistair's chest. "Describe the construction style of the obfuscation.""Architecturally elegant," the lawyer said, selecting his words carefully. "Almost artistic, if that's a fair word for financial engineering. Whoever built this network understands international regulatory gaps at a level that suggests profound genius, not just access to expensive firm lawyers."Alistair sat perfectly still, his breath catching in his throat.He thought back to Renner's forensic brief from months ago—the exact same description, almost word for word, applied to the private financial shielding

  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 84

    "I kept encrypted copies," Aldric admitted after a long silence, his voice dropping an octave. "Not of the entire database—I wasn't senior enough to access the root server. But the patient files I personally handled, the internal executive memo detailing the falsified reporting protocol—I copied them all onto a physical drive before I left, just in case I ever needed proof to convince myself I wasn't going insane."Evelyn leaned forward. "Where are those files right now?""A physical safety deposit box. Under a forged name that isn't mine, in a local bank that has absolutely nothing to do with Veridia or the Galenne medical network." He looked at her with the deep, defensive wariness of a man who had protected his only lifeline for eight years. "If I hand this data over to you, Dr. Voss, there is no turning back for either of us. Whatever you do with it—it becomes real again. The danger comes back.""It never stopped being real," Evelyn said, h

  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 83

    Aldric’s apartment was small, sterile, and sparse—the distinct home of a man who had deliberately avoided accumulating anything that looked like permanent roots. He made a pot of black tea with hands that weren't quite steady, setting the cups down at a narrow wooden kitchen table. Neither of them touched them."The internal programme was called Project Meridian," he said, his voice hollow as the memories flooded back. "Officially, it was logged as a long-term study on advanced regenerative therapeutics. But unofficially—" He stopped, swallowing hard, before forcing the words out. "The human trial subjects weren't volunteers. Not real ones. They were terminal patients whose families had been told they were being enrolled in standard, cutting-edge treatment protocols. They never signed a single document that explained what was actually being injected into them."Evelyn kept her face perfectly neutral, masking the cold horror that was settling deep into

  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 82

    The biochemistry symposium provided her with three days of perfect, institutional cover in Galenne. She had a hotel room registered under the Voss name and a packed schedule of academic panels that made her physical absence, when she quietly slipped out of the side exit on the second afternoon, entirely unremarkable to anyone watching.Soren Aldric's apartment was located on the third floor of a weathered, unremarkable brick building in a working-class district, miles away from the symposium's affluent downtown venue. A place one could easily dismiss as not worth finding something or someone valuable. Evelyn watched the front entrance for forty minutes from a small café across the street before she even crossed the pavement—old, paranoid habits that Kai had drilled into her until they were pure muscle instinct.When she knocked, he opened the door cautiously. He was a man in his late thirties who looked ten years older, his eyes carrying the exhaustion of

  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 81

    Nina found the first genuine lead on Soren Aldric in a state hospital pharmacy registry, of all places—a routine, automated licensing record from the Galenne region, quietly renewed annually under a slightly altered version of his legal name. Soren Aldric had legally become S. Aldric Renner. It was a small, brilliant enough modification to bypass standard automated database triggers, but it wasn't quite a total alias either. Just hidden, in a quiet way."He didn't run across the border to Ecotopia," Nina told Evelyn, spreading the fresh data printouts across the wide study table on Maruw Street. "He didn't even fully hide his identity. He simply stepped sideways, completely out of clinical medicine that could be traced to him and directly into pharmaceutical logistics, in a city just three hours north of here. Far enough not to cross paths with certain individuals but near enough to be found if need be""That's not the behavior of a man who thinks he's a

  • The Billionaire’s Breeding Vessel: Her Ruthless Return.   Chapter 80

    Kai brought her the physical photograph on a rainy Thursday evening—a high-resolution, long-lens shot of a man Kai had identified watching the Maruw Street house for the better part of three weeks, finally caught clearly enough through a cracked car window to run through their encrypted database."His name is Costa," Kai said, sliding the photo onto the desk. "Independent security contractor. He does high-end, discreet investigative work for wealthy clients who require absolute plausible deniability. I managed to trace his last four known contract engagements through his payment routing. Two were standard corporate due diligence. One was an international custody dispute. The fourth—" He paused, looking at her."The fourth, Kai?""The fourth client was Director Felix Harwick's private office. Eighteen months ago, an unrelated, off-the-books matter involving a Harwick family trust."Evelyn took the glossy photograph and studied the sharp, angula

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