My father forced me to marry a billionaire in a coma—then he opened his eyes the moment he heard my voice.

in hand, Jason close behind.

In the west wing, she discovered the recorder was dead — but inside was a memory card.

Jason saw it.

His polite mask dropped.

“That card belongs to me,” he said.

Claire smashed a wall sconce, plunged the corridor into darkness, and escaped through a hidden panel. The passage twisted behind the walls, offering secret glimpses continue reading …