Chapter 110

Chloe’s POV

I double-checked the wedding date. Then Jack’s birth date again. The spacing between the two was precise, almost as if it had been calculated to avoid suspicion. It looked clean enough to satisfy the public eye, but what if the truth behind it was slightly different?

I opened Chuwa’s corporate biography next. His early career history placed him in the same city and the same company branch nearly three decades ago. The timing overlapped too comfortably. The more I compared dates, the more unsettled I became.

I stood up and began pacing again, but this time with purpose. If the code to that locked room was not based on something publicly celebrated, then it might be based on something privately feared. Perhaps the year everything began. Perhaps the year of Jack’s birth. A four-digit number would be simple and practical.

I had tried combinations of days and months, but I had not tried just the birth year alone. Margaret did not strike me as se