While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: Chapter 181 Two Hearts Wide Awake

​The walk-in closet was dimly lit, secluded from the main bedroom area.

​Dorian stood quietly near the built-in shelving, the mobile phone pressed firmly against his ear. His voice remained extremely low, almost a whisper, while his strong jaw was clamped tightly in frustration.

​"Is there anything else I need to be aware of?" he asked coldly into the receiver.

​Leon was silent on the other end of the line for a short moment before answering.

​"No, sir. Mrs. Thorne has not experienced any other major incidents or safety threats throughout this past week."

​Dorian gave a faint, single nod into the dark space. "Good."

​He was just about to end the call and put the phone away, but he paused mid-motion. A sudden thought crossed his mind.

​"Has Caspian made any attempts to contact her recently? Or anyone else connected to the Solenne family, for that matter?"

​Leon hesitated slightly before responding. "I am not entirely sure, sir. She has not mentioned any phone calls or messages from them to me."

​Dorian’s jaw tightened even further, his eyes narrowing in the darkness. "Keep a close eye on them. Find out if they try anything behind her back."

​"Understood, sir. I will look into it right away."

​Dorian was once again about to tap the screen to disconnect the call when Leon spoke up quickly.

​"Sir, there is actually one more detail worth noting."

​Dorian raised an eyebrow, his tone turning sharp. "What detail?"

​"It is regarding Jade, the interior designer Mrs. Thorne is working with. She comes from a very specific background."

​Dorian went completely still, his interest piqued. "What kind of background?"

​"She is the direct granddaughter of Master Lawrence Crane."

​Dorian stayed motionless for a long second, processing the weight of that name.

Lawrence Crane. It was a name that carried massive influence in prestigious circles across the world. He was a legendary figure in the high-end art world, a master painter, an elite collector, and a man whose personal network spanned across multiple continents.

​Yet his blood granddaughter was casually helping Veyra design a modest local milk tea shop.

​Dorian remained quiet, his mind evaluating the hidden angles of the situation. Finally, he spoke up again.

​"Do not mention a single word about this connection to Veyra," he instructed firmly. "Not just yet."

​"Understood, sir."

​With that final instruction, Dorian ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket.

​He stood alone inside the quiet walk-in closet for a long, heavy moment.

​His mind was working fast, sifting through the unexpected pieces of information. Lawrence Crane’s granddaughter working beside her, the plans for a new storefront, the bold threats from Xander Hale, and that terrifying midnight breakdown in her bed.

​Veyra was actively building something real. She was surrounding herself with skilled individuals, asserting her independence, and quietly constructing a distinct future for herself.

​Yet behind that strong exterior, she was hiding deep, painful secrets. The violent nightmare, the heartbreaking scream in the dark, and those bitter tears spoke of a heavy past.

​He had seen her lose all her composure tonight. He had held her trembling body close to his chest and felt the raw weight of her pain firsthand.

​Still, he couldn’t make full sense of it.

​Veyra was simply not the type of woman to be easily terrified by a random, meaningless bad dream. She possessed a strong, stubborn spirit. She had fearlessly stood up to dangerous street thugs, arrogant university professors, and cold corporate rivals without flinching once.

​Whatever scenario had haunted her sleep tonight was not a light fantasy. It was a real event, a dark piece of history that had actually happened to her years ago.

​A restless, anxious knot tied itself deep inside Dorian’s chest. He felt completely frustrated by his inability to understand the true depth of her thoughts.

​He finally stepped out of the closet and walked slowly over toward the adjoining bathroom door.

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