Chapter 87

At the Vane Estate.

Theron Vane stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a thick stack of documents in his hand.

Duke, his ever-efficient Beta assistant, had worked through the night to dig into Wren's past. Every record. Every file. Every secret.

Theron had read it all.

His expression was grim.

Every word on the page felt like a blade. Wren's twenty-three years of life had been not