Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61: A Shroud Over the Boren Name

The vehicle rumbled over a deep pothole as it descended further into the dark, labyrinthine industrial sectors of the lower wards, the low mechanical hum of the engine filling the tense, suffocating silence inside the cabin.

Damian kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, his jaw locked tight as he processed the chilling weight of his father’s previous words. The revelation of an ancient, unresolved failure hanging over the Boren name felt like a shroud, choking the air between them.

Bellero slowly reached into his silk suit pocket, drawing out a sleek, silver cutter to slice the tip of his unlit cigar, his eyes reflecting the dull orange glow of the distant factory smokestacks outside. "You think you are walking a path of your own making, Damian," the old Mafia boss resumed, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly timbre. "But you are merely chasing ghosts. I have just received confirmation from our eyes inside the high-district medical rings. Old man Duro—Jannah’s grandfather—has been moved. He was transferred to a secure, heavily guarded private facility under the direct authorization of Guron Grefo."

Damian’s head snapped over, his eyes narrowing into sharp slits. "Guron’s facility? Why would the former patriarch of Gammar Tech interfere with a senile old man from the slums? Duro has been suffering from severe, advanced amnesia for years. He can barely remember his own name half the time, let alone anything of value to the corporate high-houses."

Bellero let out a sharp, mocking hiss through his teeth, a dark, cynical smile twisting the corners of his mouth as he finally struck a platinum lighter, the small flame illuminating the deep, menacing lines of his face. "Senile? Amnesia? You are as naive as the rest of the sheep in this city, my boy. That old man is not losing his mind. Duro is just frightened. He is terrified of the past catching up to his doorstep, and he is absolutely not ready to explain the truth of their lineage to his precious little grandchild. He is feigning it, Damian. The amnesia is nothing more than a convenient, pathetic facade he has been using to stay invisible in this entire game."

Damian leaned forward, his hands gripping his knees as the puzzle pieces began to violently collide in his mind. "If that’s the truth... then that’s why she went to them. Jannah would never willingly subject herself to an arrogant bastard like Dorrent Grefo. She must have accepted the contract to work at the Grefo estate because they promised to provide top-tier medical facilities and S-class neurological stabilization for Duro. She thinks she’s saving her grandfather’s mind."

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