Beyond the Divorce

Hana noticed my surprise, paused momentarily, then continued, "It wasn't until my grandfather's passing that he revealed this secret to my father and repeatedly urged him not to open the treasury unless it was absolutely necessary.

"He insisted that it belonged to Yare, and it was a national asset for times of crisis. Despite being the accumulation of generations of the Avila family's efforts, it was not to be misused or claimed as our own. It was meant to be passed down through the generations as a national reserve. "But our adversaries, in collusion with foreign powers, targeted this secret treasury. Their financial backing is escalating, and they're actively planning to overthrow the Avila family."

Though I maintained a calm exterior, I grew increasingly uneasy internally.

"Ross has earned the trust of his officials and has the support of the people. However, the other party is using the treasury as leverage to accuse the Avila family of corruption. With the public unaware of the truth, their support is dwindling due to the other party's relentless propaganda.

"In the event of a coup, Yare would face a major crisis. The opponent's allies are dangerous individuals and will cause global instability. Losing power would spell disaster for the Avila family. That's secondary, but the people of Yare would suffer catastrophic consequences."

As Hana spoke, her smile vanished, replaced by a worried expression.

After pausing briefly, she continued, "Before my grandfather's passing, he entrusted three brooches to his three children. Each brooch was indispensable for accessing the treasury. So...

"This is a crisis. Opening the treasury is crucial to safeguard the Avila family's economic standing, stabilize the situation, suppress the coup, and ensure the people's welfare."

Hana looked at me. "Actually, the Avila family didn't intend to neglect you back then..."

to hear

to know any of that. Besides, I don't have the brooch." I coldly

only once when I was young. I was only ten years old when

protect her jewelry. My life was in jeopardy, so how would that have been useful for a child like

but I was also pondering the

Where could it be?

was." I recounted the situation at the time. "Before my mother's death, she was alone, helpless and couldn't trust anyone. No one showed her any pity after

voice was dry, tinged

"You may have heard that I lost all memories before the age of thirteen.

there was a

made up of stories Atlas told me.

"And your dad's return..."

know what it was for or where

at me. She was silent for

I looked at her and asked, "What do