"Liam… pinch me."
Logan's voice came out strained and unsteady, barely above a whisper. "I'm dreaming, right?"
But Liam stood frozen beside him, too stunned to even respond.
Before them, the opened chest gleamed beneath the dim light, overflowing with treasures so extravagant that even the wealthiest nobles would lose sleep over them. Gold coins spilled like flowing water, jewels shimmered with hypnotic brilliance, and artifacts of immeasurable value were piled carelessly atop one another as though they were nothing more than ordinary trinkets.
It was unreal.
Even more unbelievable was the fact that they had not searched for this treasure at all.
They had simply… come here to retrieve it.
As if someone had known exactly where it was all along.
Liam's gaze slowly shifted toward Lara, suspicion and disbelief swirling in his eyes.
Just how many secrets was this sister of his hiding?
The question clawed at his mind.
