Adrenaline kicked in, driving me straight down to the basement security room next. “Can you bring up last night’s gate logs and the second-floor cameras from eight and onward? Now, please.”
The security guard scrambled to obey. Within seconds, the footage flickered to life. My eyes tracked Elena’s figure as she left the mansion grounds on foot, disappearing into a waiting cab at the main gate. But it was the footage outside the master suite that made my blood run cold.
On the screen, Biana stood outside my bedroom door. She glanced down the corridor, deliberately pushed the door open so it remained subtly ajar, and then stepped back inside right before Elena walked up the stairs holding a bottle of medicine.
Biana had staged the entire thing for Elena to see. She took advantage of me w
