Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 190

**Even the Night Couldn’t Silence Her Light**
**Chapter 190: Three Years Later**

In these unsettling times, anxiety hung in the air like a thick fog, wrapping around everyone, making them hyper-aware of their surroundings. The whispers of fear echoed through the once-vibrant social circles, now reduced to mere shadows of their former selves.

Jasper’s expression flickered momentarily, a brief spark of emotion breaking through the cold facade, only to be swallowed once again by an overwhelming void.

“I will find her.” His voice was steady, yet the weight of his words hung heavily in the silence that followed.

With that, he ended the call, the finality of the action ringing in his ears.

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Gordon was seething, his rage boiling over like a pot left unattended on the stove. The heat radiated from him, palpable enough that the butler, standing a few paces away, sensed the brewing storm and prepared to intervene at a moment’s notice.

“Calm down! Please, just calm down!” the butler urged, his voice a mix of concern and urgency.

“Calm down? How can I calm down when he’s behaving like a monster? If this madness continues, we’re all headed for ruin!” Gordon’s voice rose, his frustration spilling over into desperate anger.

The repercussions of his actions were clear; he was accumulating enemies at an alarming rate. A casual stroll through their social circles would reveal that nearly eighty percent of the people once loyal to the Jackson family now regarded them with contempt. Each family he had wronged had their own connections, and the widespread fallout served as a stark warning to all. Who wouldn’t feel the tremors of fear coursing through their veins?

It was four years ago when Jasper had become the target of relentless pursuit, a victim of his own youth, arrogance, and ruthlessness. He had left no room for mercy, forcing his enemies into a corner where they had no choice but to unite against him.

Now, history was on the verge of repeating itself. Was he truly inviting his own demise?

Gordon’s heart sank deeper into the abyss of worry. Regret began to creep in, gnawing at his conscience.

“Back then… should I have intervened differently…”

He recalled the moment vividly. Just a month prior to her escape, Tatiana had reached out to him in secrecy, her voice trembling as she revealed the return of her memories. She had recalled everything—the pain, the betrayal—and expressed a longing to right the wrongs of the past. She knew that Bianca was pregnant with Jasper’s child, and she felt an overwhelming urge to ensure that the innocent life would not be born into a world of shame. She wished to step aside, to allow them to reclaim their happiness. The weariness in her voice had struck a chord in Gordon’s heart, as she repeatedly called him “Grandpa,” pleading for his assistance.

In the end, he had relented. How could he refuse a girl in such distress? The Jackson family owed her that much. He had to honor the debt owed to her and her parents, and he couldn’t ignore the future of Bianca’s child. Thus, he had agreed to help, a decision that now felt like a heavy chain around his neck. How else could Jasper’s supposedly impenetrable security have been breached so effortlessly?

But even now, he had no idea where Tatiana had vanished.

“A fatal bond. It’s all a fatal, twisted bond.”

**48 Pearls**

Three years had passed.

Murica.

“Elsa, there you are! I’ve been searching high and low for you!”

A man approached her, a broad smile lighting up his face as he clutched a musical score in his hands.

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