Chapter 245 Betrayal Unveiled

Knox's POV I pushed open the heavy oak door to my father's chambers, the creak of the hinges slicing through the silence like a blade. The sight that greeted me stopped me cold. The room was a disaster zone—furniture toppled and shattered, papers scattered like fallen leaves, and deep gouges marred the once-polished wooden floors. The rich scent of cedar mixed with the sharp tang of broken glass and the unmistakable aroma of my mother's fury. Jasmine and wildfire. She'd been here, and she hadn't been pleased.