The Heiress's Comeback-Chapter 378: [ Volume 1] Chaper - Flicker of Truth

As soon as they watched the last frame, the screen flickered. Without warning, all the videos began to delete themselves.

Ray and the others scrambled to stop it, clicking frantically, trying to open other files, but the system was unyielding. The more they tried to recover, the more files disappeared.

Slowly, the folders began vanishing. With every new one they opened, it was like the folder itself was being erased before their eyes.

Then, as they reached the final file—

Boom!

The laptop exploded. A burst of fire shot up, and Ray instinctively took a step back, his eyes wide with shock. The flames erupted, spreading quickly, and the acrid smell of smoke filled the air.

Without thinking, Jay grabbed a nearby glass of water and hurled it at the burning laptop.

But instead of dousing the flames, the water only made the fire grow more intense, the heat swelling higher.

They stood frozen, stunned by the unexpected turn of events.

Ray felt like he was on a rollercoaster—a dizzying, terrifying ride with no way off.

Ray and his brothers were exhausted. They slid down onto the floor, not from physical fatigue, but from a mental weight that felt suffocating. The information they had uncovered today was like a burning coal, searing through their minds.

All this time, they had believed their wife, their partner, was gone—dead. Even though it had been a painful truth to accept, they had slowly come to terms with it. But now... now they were faced with the possibility that she might still be alive, somewhere out there.

The fortress they had built—once thought impenetrable, a place strong enough to protect them and their children—had been compromised. It wasn’t as secure as they had believed. That realization alone felt like a deep, unsettling tremor, shaking the foundation of everything they thought they knew.

And then there were the thoughts of their parents. The weight of it all made their heads feel like they were about to explode.

These brothers had fought their entire lives, honed skills to survive, learned how to endure and adapt. They knew the rules of this world—how to survive, how to fight, how to win. But never had they imagined a truth so overwhelming, something that could shake them to their very core.

Now, as they sat there in silence, they questioned everything about themselves. Their identity, their purpose, the very foundation of their lives—everything seemed uncertain, as if they were standing on the edge of an unknown abyss.

They sat in the room, lost in their own heavy thoughts, the silence stretching on. None of them had the strength to speak; they were too worn out from the weight of everything that had just been revealed. But then, out of nowhere, a loud cry pierced the silence, echoing through the house.

Ray’s eyes snapped open, followed by his brothers. They knew that voice. Without a second thought, they sprang to their feet and rushed out of the room. The sound of their hurried footsteps echoed through the hallway as they quickly made their way to the source.

When they reached the hallway, they froze in their tracks.

There, in front of them, stood their twin children—no more than three years old—furiously tugging at each other’s collars, their tiny faces red with anger.

"It’s your fault, Ayran!" the girl, Gina, shouted, shaking her twin brother by the collar.

"No, it’s your fault, Gina!" Ayran retorted, his face scrunched with determination, pushing his sister back.

The brothers stood there, wide-eyed, watching the spectacle unfold. They exchanged helpless glances, completely baffled. These tiny humans—barely old enough to understand the world—were fighting like grown adults.

"I didn’t do it! You broke the vase!" Gina insisted, her voice trembling with frustration as she pointed accusingly at her brother.

"You’re lying! You knocked it over first!" Ayran shot back, trying to push her away.

Ray couldn’t help but laugh softly, shaking his head in disbelief. Kai, standing beside him, fought to suppress a smile. The scene before them was so absurd, yet strangely endearing. These little ones, so small, were so passionate in their argument, it felt like the world was at war over something as simple as a broken vase.

"I told you! You’re the one who messed it up!" Gina argued, shaking her fists in the air.

"I didn’t! You’re just mad because you got in trouble!" Ayran yelled, puffing his chest out, clearly frustrated.

Ryan stepped forward, still smiling despite the chaos. "Gina, release Ayran. Right now."

Kai, taking his cue, moved in behind Ryan, ready to intervene and calm the storm.

The twins, oblivious to their fathers’ presence, continued to bicker.

"No! I’m not letting go! He’s the one who—" Gina started.

"I’m not going to let you say it was me!" Ayran shouted, pushing her away again.

Ryan gently pried Gina’s hands from her brother’s collar and gave her a playful yet firm look. "Enough, you two. We don’t fight like this."

Reluctantly, the twins finally stopped pulling at each other, though their faces were still flushed with anger. They muttered under their breaths, glaring at each other.

Ryan crouched down to their level, smiling as he spoke in a teasing tone. "Let’s leave the fighting to the adults, alright?"

Both twins crossed their arms, pouting. "You’re just picking on me, Ayran," Gina muttered.

"You’re just a crybaby!" Ayran shot back, sticking out his tongue.

Ray and Jay exchanged a determined glance. No matter what their parents did or what happened, one thing was clear—they would protect their child at all costs. They lived for their child, and if Esme’s warning was true, they couldn’t risk their child staying here. Within a day, Ray and the others made a decision: they needed to move the children to the underground house, a place only they could access, and one of them would stay there to protect them.

They didn’t fully understand why their parents had hide them or what the organization Esme mentioned was, but they knew the underground house was the safest option. The other three would investigate everything.