The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1533

Dane's question caught Zeke off guard, but he recovered almost instantly.

He maintained his facade of the honest, simple local. "Mr. Green, is there something wrong with that wood?"

"I couldn't tell you who picked it up. I'm not the only one who enters The Aila Highlands. Other villagers come through here too."

"Even some extreme trekkers use this route."

"The firewood in that cabin is just left behind and added to by whoever passes through."

Zeke adamantly refused to claim any connection to the tainted wood.

"But you were the one who threw the last log onto the fire," Claire interjected sharply, cutting through his lies.

A flicker of unease crossed Zeke's face, but he quickly replaced it with a look of utter confusion. "You went to sleep earlier than anyone else. How could you possibly know who threw the last piece of wood in?"

"I saw it." Rory James raised her hand.

Zeke clearly hadn't anticipated an eyewitness.

"What exactly did you see?" Zeke asked, forcing his voice to remain steady.

Rory answered matter-of-factly, "I saw you toss this exact piece of wood into the fire."

"You got up so suddenly to do it, I honestly thought you were sleepwalking."

"What else do you have to say for yourself?" Silas stared at Zeke with the cold, dead eyes of an executioner.

When it came to dealing with Sundaran spies, Silas was merciless.

But realizing that one of their own citizens—a man Officer Miller had explicitly trusted—had committed such treason filled him with a sickening blend of heartbreak and disgust.

This was an act of high treason.

Silas and his men were willing to bleed out for Solenia, yet here was a traitor selling them out. It was completely unforgivable.

He didn't care about the specifics of Zeke's motives; he only wanted to see the man rot in a military prison.

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