Chapter 26.
The crisp morning sun bathed the sprawling Kane Mansion in a warm, deceptive glow, cutting through the early mist that clung to the heavily fortified gates. As usual, the household went about its structured morning routine. The vast estate was quickly filled with the familiar domestic sounds of soft conversations, crisp footsteps of the staff, and the rich, mouth-watering aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifting from the grand dining room. However, that morning—Elena noticed something distinctly different. While sitting quietly at the long mahogany dining table, her eyes unconsciously drifted toward Ryder. On the surface, he looked exactly the same as he always did. Calm. Cold. Utterly unreadable. Yet somehow, through fine-tuned intuition, his sharp expression seemed slightly darker tha
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