?Chapter 664:


    The ident had always felt off. The official reports made it sound routine, clean—just another tragic mishap. But Ste had never bought that. As she got older, that gut feeling only grew stronger. She’d looked into it over the years, dug into records, chased every lead—but nothing ever stuck.


    Everything looked too perfect. No ws.


    Her adoptive dad had always been a cautious driver. He never sped, never took risks. That road? They’d driven it a hundred times without a single issue. So how did they just suddenly crash into another car and fly off a cliff? It didn’t add up.


    She’d pulled Sharon into the search. Even Josie had helped.


    And still, for the longest time—nothing.


    But maybe persistence really did pay off. Because now—finally—they had something.


    Sharon frowned and gave her a look. “Stel… you might want to brace yourself. This isn’t what you were hoping for.”


    Ste blinked, confused—until Sharon tapped the screen. A name appeared in bold letters: Promethic Group.<fn1813> Content originallyes from FιndＮovel</fn1813>


    Sharon exined, “The driver said someone gave him the job. He never saw their face—just got a business card. ‘Promethic Group’ was printed on it. He carried out the task, then skipped the country. Stayed hidden for years. He only just came back.”


    Ste’s brows drew together. Promethic Group…


    Then it hit her. That was a subsidiary of the Briggs Group.


    She froze, staring at the screen, her eyes wide.


    The Promethic Group?


    It was the Briggs family?


    Sharon saw her expression and gently reached out, cing her hand over hers. “Don’t freak out, okay? When all this happened, William was just a kid. He couldn’t have been involved.”


    She knew how close Ste and William had gotten.


    She understood why Ste was so shaken. It wasn’t just about the truth—it was about William.


    Read thetest updates at gα?ησν???s


    She spoke gently. “Stel, if you really have feelings for him… don’t let this be a wall between you two. He didn’t choose to be born into the Briggs family. This wasn’t his doing.”


    Ste stared at her, eyes ssy, lips pressed into a thin line. After a moment, she said quietly, “He might not have known… but he’s still a Briggs, isn’t he?”


    Sharon was at a loss for words.


    Ste’s voice trembled, but she kept going. “Even if he had no idea, it was still his family that took my adoptive parents from me. They were good people. And Promethic Group destroyed them—for what? Greed?” Her throat tightened. “How am I supposed to be with him, knowing that? How can I live with that?”


    Each word choked her. Her chest felt tight, like she couldn’t breathe.


    Her heart was bleeding, raw.


    Just earlier today, she’d finally let herself admit how she felt about William. She’d epted that he wasn’t gay.


    They had built a connection, and she had been willing to give their rtionship a try.


    .


    .


    .