Chapter 15
Later that evening, after the guests had departed and quiet settled over the sprawling estate, Ethan walked the halls alone.
He paused in front of the large living room window, looking out over the moonlit lawns stretching toward the iron gates.
Martha walked by quietly, offering a warm, reassuring smile as she checked the locks on the French doors.
"Sleep well, Ethan," Martha said softly, her voice filled with quiet maternal pride.
"Goodnight, Mom," Ethan replied, watching her walk down the softly lit hallway toward her quarters.
He touched the wooden mantelpiece, closing his eyes for a brief, peaceful moment of reflection.
The mansion was safe, the empire was secure, and the family honor had been completely restored.
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He walked up the grand wooden staircase to his master bedroom, stepping into a future unburdened by secrets.
And as the midnight hour struck, the grand estate stood as an eternal monument to the triumph of truth.
