Rebirth Of The Heiress And The Tycoon's Lover (Alina) novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355

“Wait!” Violet suddenly spoke.

Both Ace and Lucian turned to look at her, waiting for her to continue.

“Are we not forgetting something?”

Silence fell again.

Not the empty kind…this one was alive and humming with meaning.

“The key to the vault.” She told them.

“Right.” Ace nodded in sudden realization.

That was the reason they were not granted a pass the last time they were at the bank.

Lucian stared at the words Violet had just read out loud again, his mind already reco have walked when she decided to hide the truth this way.

g the path Ruby Gail must.

Ace broke the silence first, his voice lower now. “Okay. So we have the vault. Ravinne Central Trust. Safety Deposit 317”

Violet nodded slowly. “Which means the evidence is real. Physical.”

“Yes,” Lucian said. “And protected.”

Ace frowned. “Banks don’t just let you waltz in and open a vault, we already know that.”

Lucian’s gaze sharpened. “Exactly.”

Violet’s heart skipped. “You mean… there’s more.”

Lucian didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached for another stack of papers the ones they hadn’t paid much attention to yet. The words that didn’t repeat often. The ones that seemed… out of place.

“Your mother didn’t just hide the evidence,” he said quietly. “She hid the means to reach it.”

Ace crossed his arms. “You’re saying the key isn’t with the vault.”

“No,” Lucian replied. “That would’ve been too easy.”

Violet’s fingers curled into the fabric of her sleeve. “Then where is it?“.

Lucian turned one of the pages toward her. “That’s what we decode next.”

Ace let out a breath. “Another layer.”

Lucian nodded. “The final one.”

Violet swallowed. “How do we know that?”

Lucian tapped the page gently. “Because Ruby Gail wasn’t reckless. She wouldn’t leave the truth half–locked.”

He scanned the lists again, slower this time, his eyes narrowing,not for repetition now, but for oddity.

Then he stopped.

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Ace noticed instantly. “You found something.”

Lucian didn’t look up. “She changed her pattern.”

Violet leaned forward. “Changed how?”

Lucian traced a finger down the page. “All the underlined words that led us to the vault were nouns. Places, Objects

Ace nodded. “Yeah.”

“These ones,” Lucian said, tapping another column, “are verbs.”

Violet’s breath caught. “Verbs?”

Lucian read them aloud, one by one.

“Look.

Behind.

Not.

Here.

Trust.

First.”

Ace blinked. “That doesn’t sound like coordinates.”

“No,” Lucian said softly. “It sounds like a warning.”

Violet felt a chill crawl up her spine. “Look behind. Not here. Trust first.”

Ace frowned. “First what?”

Lucian exhaled slowly. “The first place she ever trusted.”

Violet’s heart stuttered. “The first… library?”

Lucian lifted his gaze to her. “No.”

Her confusion showed on her face. “Then what?”

Lucian gestured around them. “This library was convenient. Quiet. Overlooked. But it wasn’t the first place your mother trusted.”

Ace’s eyes widened slightly. “Books.”

Lucian nodded once. “Books don’t betray you.”

Violet’s chest tightened. “You think the key is still here.”

“Yes,” Lucian said. “But not where we’ve been looking.”

Ace rubbed his jaw. “Not in the twenty books.”

Lucian shook his head. “No. She wouldn’t hide the key inside the same system that reveals the vault.”

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Violet whispered, “Too obvious.”

“Exactly.”

Lucian straightened, his gaze sweeping the shelves again…but this time, not with desperation.

With clarity.

“Violet,” he said, “what was the first book your mother ever read to you?”

Her breath hitched violently.

“I-” Her voice wavered. “I don’t remember.”

Lucian softened his tone. “Take

your time.”

She closed her eyes.

A memory stirred. Warm and faiint. The smell of tea. Her mother’s voice low and

Then-

Her eyes

flew

open.

“The Little House by the River.”

Ace blinked. “That sounds… innocent.”

Violet nodded. “It was. She read it to me every night for weeks when I was little.”

Lucian’s pulse picked up. “Did she ever stop loving that book?”

Violet shook her head slowly. “No. She kept a copy everywhere we lived.”

Ace straightened. “Including Ravinne.”

Lucian turned sharply. “Where would she have kept it?”

Violet looked around the library again, but this time her eyes landed somewhere specific.

“The children’s section.”

Ace let out a low breath. “Of course.”

ling by lamplight.

Lucian was already moving. “She hid it where no one looking for secrets would ever think to search.”

They crossed the library together, footsteps quiet but urgent.

The children’s section was smaller, tucked into a corner that smelled faintly of glue and dust. The shelves were lower, the spines more colorful and worn from years of careless hands.

Violet’s heart pounded as she scanned the titles.

Then she froze.

“There.”

Lucian followed her gaze.

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The Little House by the River.

The spine was faded. The corners worn soft with age.

Ace frowned. “That book’s ancient.”

Violet stepped closer, her hands shaking as she pulled it free,

The weight felt… off.

Lucian noticed instantly. “It’s heavier.”

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