A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 252

Professor Marek laughed openly.

Vale did not.

The tour began.

Room by room.

Hall by hall.

Tower by tower.

And the historians slowly stopped looking skeptical.

The entrance hall.

The ballroom.

The libraries.

The guest suites.

The council chambers.

Every space preserved.

Every detail restored.

Original woodwork repaired.

Ancient stone reinforced.

Historical artwork protected.

The historians examined everything.

And found nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

One historian ran his fingers along an ancient banister.

“Incredible.”

Another inspected a restored fireplace.

“This should be a teaching site.”

A third spent nearly twenty minutes studying a single ceiling mural.

Professor Marek looked increasingly emotional.

By the time we reached the western tower, she had completely abandoned professionalism.

“This is extraordinary.”

She turned toward Stacy.

“You preserved everything.”

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Stacy looked pleased.

much as possible.”

Professor Marek shook her head.

“No.”

A pause.

“You improved access while preserving authenticity.”

The distinction mattered.

A lot.

Dr. Vale remained silent.

Which was suspicious. 1

Because people like him usually had opinions.

Many opinions.

Yet as the inspection continued, he spoke less and less.

Not because he wanted to.

Because there was nothing to criticize.

The castle wasn’t merely restored.

It was exemplary.

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The kind of project historians dreamed about.

The kind of project future students would study.

By the time we reached the grand library, even the most skeptical experts looked impressed.

One elderly historian removed his glasses.

Then simply stared around the room.

“I’ve spent forty years evaluating historical sites.”

The room fell silent.

“I have never seen anything preserved this carefully.”

Several others nodded immediately.

Even Professor Marek.

Especially Professor Marek.

She looked around the library with shining eyes.

“This should become a preservation benchmark.”

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The compliment landed heavily.

Because everyone in the room knew exactly what that meant.

A benchmark.

A standard.

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An example.

Stacy Archer practically glowed.

Dr. Vale remained quiet.

Far too quiet.

That bothered me.

Because while everyone else was admiring the castle…

He kept watching people.

The staff.

The guards.

The historians.

Jason noticed it too.

Our eyes met briefly.

A silent understanding passing between us.

The inspection was going too well.

Far too well.

The Vincents hadn’t sent people across continents just to lose.

Which meant the real attack hadn’t happened yet.

And as Dr. Vale’s gaze briefly lingered on a locked corridor leading deeper into the castle, a cold feeling settled in my stomach.

Because suddenly I knew.

The inspection had never been about the restoration.

The castle itself wasn’t the target.

Something hidden inside it was.

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