Chapter 1: Waiting For Justice
The courthouse steps felt heavier that day, as if the weight of centuries pressed against my shoulders.
The judge’s gavel had adjourned the trial, but the silence that followed was louder than any verdict.
Mon walked beside me, his hand brushing mine, steady and protective.
“They’ll regroup,” he said quietly.
“We need to be ready.”I nodded, though my heart was restless.
The new evidence had shifted everything.
My uncle’s empire was trembling, but the truth was still buried deep.
And I knew — when it surfaced, it would change not only the case, but my life.
That night, I sat alone in my office, the moonlight spilling across the documents.
Each page was a fragment of a puzzle I had spent my whole life trying to solve.
And somewhere in those shadows lay the truth of who I really was.
