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Chapter 172 The Pendant’s SecretChapter 172: Chapter 172 The Pendant’s Secret
The entire library was completely silent.
Veyra sat back in the deep reading nook, balancing the thick design book across her lap. The paper inside was soft and yellowed around the edges, the printed photos had faded over time, and the layout diagrams were drawn with incredible detail.
Earlier in the afternoon, she had searched through three different title listings online. Interior design, visual merchandising, and commercial space planning.
She had spent almost a full hour searching through the high shelves near the back corner. She climbed the tall rolling ladder, sliding it along the track, and carefully scanned the titles stamped on every leather spine.
In the end, she actually found all three of them. They were tucked away tightly between a thick history of world architecture and a biographical volume on a famous designer.
She pulled them off the shelf one by one. They were heavy, cold to the touch, and coated in a thin layer of grey dust.
She carried the stack straight back over to the quiet window seat, sat down, and opened up the very first volume.
She was just settling in to start reading through the first section.
Her elbow accidentally bumped against a dark hardcover sitting on the shelf right next to her seat.
The book tipped right over the edge. It hit the floorboards with a loud thud and fell wide open.
As it hit the floor, a single folded sheet of loose paper slipped out from between the pages and drifted onto the rug.
Veyra set her heavy design manual down on the cushion beside her, leaned forward, and reached down to pick up the loose paper.
The sheet was noticeably old and turned pale yellow around the margins. The edges were worn down and frayed, but the writing across the top was crisp, neat, and extremely precise.
She lowered her eyes and read the name written across the header.
Isaac West
Her breath instantly caught in her throat.
She recognized that exact handwriting right away. She had seen it on contract documents and private desk notes around the house. It belonged to Dorian.
She sat there staring blankly at the paper, her pulse hammering in her ears while her mind raced in a hundred different directions.
What was a note like this doing hidden deep inside an old book? And why was Dorian’s personal handwriting linked to that name?
She picked up the fallen book off the floor and looked closely at the cover.
The title stamped into the leather was mostly rubbed away, and the binding was split along the spine. She carefully flipped it open to see what it was about.
The interior pages were packed with complex technical drawings, chemical structure formulas, and intricate scientific illustrations.
She leaned down close to read through the main text.
Star Core Meteorite Gold.
She blinked twice, rubbing her eyes. She read the header a second time just to make sure she wasn’t seeing things.
The text went on to describe a rare material from deep space. It was a dense metallic fragment created billions of years ago during a massive cosmic event. A massive asteroid had slammed straight into the surface of Mercury, and the extreme heat and pressure from the collision created a completely unique metal alloy.
According to the records, the material contained naturally occurring superconducting crystal structures. It was incredibly hard to find, nearly impossible to price, and held incredible physical power.
Her thoughts started spinning out of control.
She knew a little bit about high-grade superconductors from basic science articles. She knew they represented the absolute top tier of modern technology, and that whoever controlled them could easily revolutionize energy grids, magnetic transport systems, and long-range communications.
But she had never heard anyone mention a name like Star Core Meteorite Gold in her entire life.
She turned to the next page and kept reading through the dense paragraphs.
Decades ago, the main research division of the Etran Empire had set up a top-secret scientific institute specifically to study this metal. That was roughly thirty years back. They spent years analyzing small samples, trying to find a way to synthetically recreate the exact crystal alloy in a laboratory setting.
Every single test failed.
For thirty long years, the top scientists in the country made zero progress toward duplicating it.
Then came the sudden catastrophe.
Without any warning, the entire research facility was completely wiped out by a massive, catastrophic explosion. Some reports claimed it was a dangerous chemical reaction gone wrong, while others blamed a structural failure, but nobody ever knew the full truth for sure.
Several senior researchers lost their lives in the disaster that night. To make matters worse, the primary sample of the Star Core Meteorite Gold vanished from the vault during the confusion.
It was never recovered by authorities.
Veyra sat frozen in the reading nook, staring down at the faded print as her hands began to tremble slightly.
She glanced back down at the folded sheet of paper in her hand. Isaac West.
She knew Dorian’s handwriting better than almost anyone else’s now. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the person who wrote that name down.
Her mind immediately shifted to everything she knew about Dorian.
She thought about his locked private room, the hidden workbench setup, and the heavy tactical gear she had spotted earlier.
He wasn’t just managing family businesses and running a corporate empire. He was actively hunting for something specific. He was building something behind closed doors, preparing himself for a major confrontation.
She looked down at the name once more. Isaac West.
Was this missing material the central piece to whatever Dorian was chasing after? Was this the exact connection linking all his hidden moves together?
She didn’t have any real answers yet.
However, sitting in that quiet room, she made up her mind right then and there that she was going to dig until she figured out the whole truth.
Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she angled the camera over the open book and took a few crisp, detailed photos of the pages. She made sure to capture the formulas, the technical drawings, and every paragraph describing the metal structure.
She pinched the screen to zoom in on the main illustration, checking to make sure all the small notes were sharp and readable.
As she stared at the geometric energy pattern drawn in the center of the diagram, a strange sense of familiarity washed over her.
Reaching down into her shoulder bag, she pulled out her small leather wallet.
She unzipped the side pocket and carefully pulled out an old, worn photograph she always carried with her. It showed her mother standing near a garden, holding a small custom pendant in her palm.
She brought the photo up into the light and looked directly at the pendant.
It was forged from an unusual, dark metallic material. It didn’t look like regular gold, silver, or platinum. Even in the old printed photo, the surface seemed to absorb and reflect the light in a strange, unnatural way.
She held the photo right next to the high-resolution image on her phone screen, comparing her mother’s keepsake against the official diagram of the Star Core Meteorite Gold.
The two were a dead match.
The intricate surface grain, the dark metallic shine, and the exact way the material held the light were completely identical.
Her mother’s old pendant was forged directly from Star Core Meteorite Gold.
Her hands shook so hard she nearly dropped her phone onto the rug.
After taking clear photos of the historic Star Core Meteorite design, she placed the screen right beside her mother’s cherished keepsake, discovering to her complete shock that the two unique metals were completely identical.
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