The Billionaire’s Unfinished Vow

Chapter 1: The Weight of Truth London had long been a mask-wearing city. The world saw it as elegance—historic structures illuminated by gentle golden lights, high-end vehicles speeding down shiny streets, and laughing erupting from special clubs concealed behind covert doors. However, Elowen Hart had spent years removing those layers, and she knew better than most that beneath the shiny exterior was something darker—secrets that, if revealed, might destroy lives. And she had done just that. Her fingers were clenched around her phone, which was constantly buzzing in her hand as she gazed down at the restless city below from the little balcony of her apartment. Messages from coworkers, missed calls from unidentified numbers, and alerts from news outlets promoting her story were all piled on top of each other. The political elite of London had been rocked by her exposé, which exploded like a staged explosion. Julian Cross was no longer untouchable despite being revered and admired. She had revealed him. And now the fallout had started. She was hardly aware of the chilly wind that touched her flesh. Her thoughts continued to replay the last words she had typed and the proof she had repeatedly confirmed prior to publishing. Nothing had gone wrong. Not very dramatic. only reality. However, the truth had never felt so perilous. It rang once more. Another number that is unknown. She thought for a moment about ignoring it. Then she quietly exhaled and responded. The voice on the other end was calm and quiet, and there was no greeting, which instantly made her shiver. "You ought to remain silent." She was unable to reply before the call ended. With the glass door reflecting her image, Elowen carefully dropped the phone. To a At that moment, she just stood there, taking in the gravity of the new situation. This wasn't a reaction. It was an alert. She also understood in her heart that warnings were never the end. They had barely just begun