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CHAPTER 2: THE HEIR WHO NEVER DIED The breaking news alert continued flashing across hundreds of phone screens. MISSING BILLIONAIRE HEIR MATTHEW ASHFORD MAY STILL BE ALIVE. For several seconds, nobody spoke. The Chicago medical center hallway, a place normally filled with footsteps, conversations, and the endless rhythm of hospital life, felt like a courtroom waiting for a verdict. Every person was staring at the same three people. Elena Marquez. Dr. Adrian Cole. And Victoria Ashford. The woman who had entered the hospital with the confidence of someone who believed she controlled the entire world. Now she looked like someone watching a carefully built empire begin to collapse. “Turn those phones off,” Victoria ordered. Nobody moved. A nurse near the reception desk whispered: “Is this real?” Another employee searched the news report. “It says authorities reopened the investigation into Matthew Ashford’s disappearance.” Victoria’s eyes snapped toward the employee. “Stop spreading rumors.” But her voice no longer carried power. It carried desperation. Dr. Adrian noticed. He had seen that look before. Not from innocent people. From people who realized a hidden door had suddenly opened. A door they had spent years trying to keep locked. “Mrs. Ashford,” Adrian said calmly. Victoria looked at him. “What?” “Your son’s disappearance was eight months ago.” “Yes.” “And during those eight months, you never reported any possibility that he survived.” Her jaw tightened. “Because he was dead.” Adrian glanced at Elena. “Yet this woman has a DNA report connecting him to an unborn child.” Victoria’s eyes turned toward Elena. For the first time, there was something beyond anger. There was hatred. Pure and controlled. Elena saw it. And she stepped backward. The nurse beside her noticed. “You’re afraid of her.” Elena didn’t answer. She didn’t need to. Her trembling hands answered for her. Dr. Adrian lowered his voice. “Elena, I need you to tell me everything.” Victoria immediately interrupted. “No.” The doctor turned. “No?” “She is manipulating everyone.” Victoria pointed toward Elena. “She created this entire performance.” Adrian looked at the silver pin. Then at the fake pregnancy prosthetic. Then back at Victoria. “You mean the one you knew exactly where to find?” Victoria’s face darkened. Before she could respond, a security officer approached. “Doctor.” Adrian turned. “We checked the camera footage.” Everyone became silent. “And?” The guard looked uncomfortable. “There is a problem.” “What problem?” “The cameras were disabled for three minutes before the incident.” Victoria’s expression changed. Only slightly. But Adrian saw it. “You knew.” Victoria looked away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” The security officer continued. “The cameras were manually turned off.” Adrian frowned. “From where?” The officer hesitated. “The executive access terminal.” Everyone slowly looked toward Victoria. Because only one person in that hallway had executive access. Victoria Ashford. A wealthy woman who donated millions to the hospital. A woman whose name was engraved on one of the medical research buildings. A woman who had always been treated like royalty. But now her crown was cracking. “I didn’t disable anything,” Victoria said. Her voice was sharper. “Someone is trying to frame me.” Adrian studied her. “Then you should help us find who.” Victoria smiled coldly. “You think you can accuse me?” “No.” Adrian looked at the police officer who had just entered through the main entrance. “I think we can investigate.” Victoria’s expression changed. “Police?” The officer stepped forward. “Mrs. Ashford.” He held up a badge. “We need to ask you some questions.” Victoria stared at him. Then she looked at Elena. And suddenly Elena understood something. Victoria wasn’t afraid of the police. She wasn’t afraid of the cameras. She wasn’t even afraid of losing her reputation. She was afraid of something else. Someone else. Someone who was still out there. Someone who could expose everything. “Elena,” Adrian whispered. She looked at him. “What happened to Matthew?” Her face became pale. For a moment, she said nothing. Then she answered. “He didn’t die.” The hallway went silent. Everyone listened. Elena continued. “Matthew found out something about his family.” Victoria closed her eyes. “Don’t.” Elena ignored her. “He discovered his father’s death wasn’t an accident.” A wave of shock moved through the crowd. Dr. Adrian looked serious. “Keep going.” Elena held the DNA report tightly. “Matthew was investigating financial records connected to the Ashford company.” She swallowed. “He found money transfers. Secret accounts. Payments to people who didn’t exist.” The police officer stepped closer. “Who?” Elena looked at Victoria. “People who made problems disappear.” Victoria’s face turned cold. “You have no proof.” Elena looked down. “Yes.” She reached into her pocket again. This time, she removed a small memory card. The crowd gasped. Adrian stared. “What is that?” “Matthew gave it to me.” “When?” “The night before his plane disappeared.” Nobody moved. Elena continued. “He told me if anything happened to him, I had to protect this.” The police officer carefully took the memory card. Victoria suddenly moved. Fast. Too fast. Her hand reached forward. “Give me that.” Two security officers immediately blocked her. The reaction lasted only a second. But it was enough. Everyone saw it. Victoria Ashford was terrified of that tiny piece of plastic. The officer placed it into an evidence bag. “We’ll examine this.” Victoria’s voice became quiet. “You don’t understand what you’re doing.” Adrian looked at her. “Then explain.” Victoria said nothing. Because she couldn’t. A phone suddenly rang. Not from the crowd. Not from the officers. From Elena’s sweater pocket. Everyone looked at her. She froze. “I…” Her face drained of color. “That’s impossible.” Adrian noticed. “Who is calling?” Elena slowly pulled out the phone. The screen showed a name. A name nobody expected. A name that made the entire hallway freeze. MATTHEW. The billionaire heir. The man officially declared dead. The man whose DNA report was now connected to Elena’s unborn child. The phone kept ringing. Victoria stared at it. Her lips barely moved. “No…” Elena looked at Adrian. Her hands shook. “What do I do?” Adrian stared at the screen. Then he answered. A voice filled the hospital hallway. A weak voice. A damaged voice. But unmistakably alive. “Elena…” She covered her mouth. “Matthew?” Everyone listened. Then the voice whispered: “You have to leave the hospital.” Elena’s eyes widened. “Why?” A pause. Then Matthew spoke. “Because they know I’m alive.” The hallway went cold. Adrian stepped closer. “Who knows?” Silence. Then Matthew answered. A sentence that changed everything. “Everyone who tried to kill me.” The call suddenly cut off. And at that exact moment... the hospital lights went black. / Chapter 7 / 14

CHAPTER 8: THE GHOST FROM ADRIAN’S PAST

CHAPTER 8: THE GHOST FROM ADRIAN’S PAST

The gun remained pointed at Dr. Adrian Cole.

For several seconds, neither man moved.

The emergency lights flashed across the dark hospital corridor.

Red.

Black.

Red.

Black.

Each flash revealed the same impossible truth.

The person standing in front of Adrian was someone he had buried in his memories years ago.

Someone who should never have been here.

Someone who should have been gone forever.

“Impossible…”

Adrian’s voice was barely a whisper.

The figure stepped closer.

“You always said that word when reality became uncomfortable.”

Adrian stared.

His hands slowly tightened.

“Daniel.”

The man smiled.

“Yes.”

The name echoed through Adrian’s mind.

Daniel Reeves.

His former colleague.

His closest friend.

The brilliant researcher who disappeared twelve years earlier after a medical facility explosion.

The official report said Daniel died.

Adrian attended the funeral.

He watched the empty coffin being lowered into the ground.

He spent years believing his friend was gone.

But now Daniel stood in front of him.

Alive.

Older.

Colder.

“You died.”

Daniel lowered the gun slightly.

“No.”

A pause.

“I was erased.”

Adrian looked at the documents in his hand.

The old construction records.

The hidden laboratory.

The secret facility beneath the hospital.

“You built this.”

Daniel looked around.

“Not alone.”

A strange calm appeared on his face.

“I had help.”

“Thomas Ashford.”

Daniel smiled.

“Everyone thinks Thomas is the beginning.”

He stepped closer.

“He isn’t.”

Adrian felt a chill.

“What are you talking about?”

Daniel looked toward the underground entrance.

“Thomas was just a man with ambition.”

A pause.

“The real power behind everything is the network.”

“The Helix Group.”

Daniel nodded.

“Yes.”

Adrian stared at him.

“You were part of them.”

Daniel did not answer.

And that silence was an answer.

Years earlier, Adrian and Daniel had worked together researching advanced regenerative medicine.

They believed they were changing the world.

Healing damaged organs.

Repairing injuries.

Saving lives.

But somewhere along the way, Daniel crossed a line.

A line Adrian refused to cross.

“You told me science needed limits,” Daniel said.

Adrian’s expression hardened.

“It does.”

Daniel smiled sadly.

“And that is why you were removed.”

Adrian froze.

“What?”

Daniel looked away.

“You were never supposed to leave that research project.”

The hallway felt colder.

“You don’t remember everything.”

Adrian frowned.

“What are you saying?”

Daniel stepped closer.

“Your memories were altered.”

For a moment, Adrian could not understand the words.

Then he laughed.

A short, disbelieving laugh.

“That’s impossible.”

Daniel looked at him.

“Again.”

A pause.

“You always say that.”

Adrian’s face changed.

Because Daniel was right.

Throughout his life, whenever something impossible appeared, he rejected it before investigating.

But now too many impossible things were standing in front of him.

Matthew alive.

Project Phoenix.

Helix.

Daniel.

The hidden laboratory.

“What did you do to me?”

Daniel lowered the gun.

“I saved you.”

Adrian stared.

“Everyone says that.”

A bitter smile crossed his face.

“Thomas said the same thing.”

Daniel ignored him.

“Do you remember the accident twelve years ago?”

Adrian became silent.

The explosion.

The fire.

The night Daniel supposedly died.

“I remember.”

“No.”

Daniel shook his head.

“You remember what we allowed you to remember.”

Adrian felt his stomach tighten.

“What happened?”

Daniel looked directly into his eyes.

“You discovered Project Phoenix.”

Silence.

“You discovered what Helix was really creating.”

Adrian looked at the documents again.

“And you erased my memories?”

Daniel nodded.

“To protect the project.”

Adrian’s expression turned into anger.

“To protect the project?”

His voice echoed.

“You destroyed my life.”

Daniel looked almost regretful.

“Your life continued.”

“My friend died.”

“I disappeared.”

“You lied.”

“Yes.”

Daniel looked away.

“Because the truth was more dangerous.”

Suddenly, a noise came from the nearby stairwell.

Footsteps.

Multiple people.

Daniel immediately raised his gun again.

Adrian noticed.

“You’re not alone.”

“No.”

Daniel looked toward the darkness.

“Neither are you.”

A group of armed men appeared.

But they were not wearing Helix symbols.

They wore police uniforms.

Adrian’s eyes narrowed.

“Police?”

Daniel smiled.

“Look closer.”

The officers stopped.

One removed his badge.

Underneath was the black triangle symbol.

Helix.

Adrian understood.

They had infiltrated everything.

Hospitals.

Security.

Law enforcement.

Maybe even governments.

“Who can you trust?” Daniel asked quietly.

Adrian said nothing.

Because he finally understood.

That was the real weapon of Helix.

Not technology.

Not money.

Not experiments.

Fear.

Confusion.

Making everyone question everyone.

Then a voice came through Adrian’s earpiece.

A weak voice.

A familiar voice.

“Doctor…”

Adrian froze.

Matthew.

Daniel looked surprised.

“Impossible.”

Adrian touched the earpiece.

“Matthew?”

The voice was faint.

“They moved me.”

Adrian looked around.

“Where are you?”

“I don’t know.”

A pause.

“But I know something.”

“What?”

Matthew breathed heavily.

“My father isn’t the leader.”

Everyone became still.

Daniel’s expression changed.

“What did he say?”

Adrian looked at Daniel.

Matthew continued:

“Thomas works for someone else.”

A silence followed.

“Someone higher.”

Daniel slowly lowered the gun.

For the first time, fear appeared on his face.

Adrian noticed.

“You know who.”

Daniel did not answer.

“Daniel.”

Finally, he whispered:

“Yes.”

“Who?”

Daniel looked toward the ceiling.

Like he was afraid someone was listening.

Then he said:

“The founder.”

Adrian frowned.

“Founder of Helix?”

Daniel nodded.

“The person who started everything.”

A pause.

“The person who created Project Phoenix.”

Another pause.

“And the person who selected Matthew as the first successful subject.”

Adrian felt a terrible realization.

“Who is it?”

Daniel looked at him.

And said a name that made Adrian’s entire body freeze.

“Your father.”

The world seemed to stop.

Adrian stepped backward.

“No.”

Daniel’s eyes were filled with regret.

“Yes.”

“My father died twenty years ago.”

Daniel whispered:

“That’s what everyone believed.”

The hospital alarms suddenly stopped.

The emergency lights turned normal.

Then every screen in the hospital turned on.

A message appeared.

No video.

No voice.

Just words.

PROJECT PHOENIX PHASE TWO HAS BEGUN.

Then another line appeared.

SUBJECT LOCATION CONFIRMED.

Everyone looked at Elena.

Because the message was not talking about Matthew.

It was talking about her.

A final line appeared.

THE CHILD WILL BE COLLECTED AT MIDNIGHT.

Elena read the message from the security monitor.

Her face turned pale.

Adrian rushed back toward her.

But before he reached her, every door in the hospital unlocked.

Hundreds of patients.

Doctors.

Visitors.

Security.

Everyone began moving.

Confused.

Terrified.

And among the crowd…

someone walked toward Elena.

Someone wearing a simple doctor’s coat.

Someone nobody noticed.

Until she spoke.

“Hello, Elena.”

Elena turned.

The woman smiled.

“I’ve been waiting to meet you.”

Adrian stopped.

Because he recognized the woman.

The world-famous genetic specialist.

The woman who disappeared after the first Helix investigation.

The woman who was believed to have died.

Dr. Sophia Ashford.

Thomas Ashford’s mother.

Matthew’s grandmother.

And the true founder of Helix.

She looked at Elena’s stomach.

Then smiled.

“After all these years…”

A pause.

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