THEY CHOOSE THE FAKE, NOW I OWN EVERYTHING
They chose the fake daughter and let me die.
I was only a baby when a fortune-teller called me bad luck, and by morning my parents had sent me away. I spent seventeen years in the countryside, waiting for someone to come and bring me home. When I finally returned to the Halvorsen mansion, Lydia was already in my place, wearing my family's love like it had always belonged to her. She smiled while she framed me, smiled while they called me a thief, and smiled when she pushed me off that cliff. I never stopped hoping my parents would save me. They never came.
Then I opened my eyes on my eighteenth birthday, in the same ballroom, on the same night she accused me of poisoning her dessert. Everyone stared at me like I was the monster.
But this time, her mind-reading doesn't work on me. I hear every thought behind that innocent smile. Choke on it, stupid girl. And sometimes, in broken flashes, I see what's coming, like a frayed brake line, with no warning of when or why.
My grandfather, the only one who ever loved me, left me 70% of the company. My parents demanded I kneel and apologize to her. So I sent them to the servants' quarters.
They chose the fake. Now I own everything.
But when they finally start begging for the daughter they threw away, will I let them back in, or let them burn?
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Chapter: Chapter 13: A Reasonable ManAnton Moreau didn't ask for the ledger. He asked whether I had slept, and that was how I knew he was more dangerous than anything I had faced so far."You look tired, Miss Halvorsen," he said, smiling pleasantly from the leather armchair. "A girl your age should not be up all night. I hope the fire didn't frighten you too much."My stomach turned, but I kept my face still. Beside me, I felt Hollis shift his weight half a step forward, putting his shoulder between me and the two men at the doors. Elias's fingers tightened around the handle of the briefcase. In it was the altered copy of the ledger. The real one was back in box 1138 under three locks, and the flash drive sat in my pocket, a small, hard weight against my hip."It was a strange night," I said evenly. "I imagine you'd know.""I know a great many things." He uncrossed his legs and rested his hands on his knees like a kindly uncle. "I knew your grandfather, for instance. We shared a table once or twice. He never liked my win
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Chapter: Chapter 12: What Mother SignedI wanted to hate my mother for what was written on those pages, and the strangest part was that I couldn't.I stood in the cold light of the vault, staring at the neat, rounded signature that I had once traced on a village windowsill with my finger, trying to learn how a mother's name looked. Elias didn't say anything. He only closed the ledger gently, as if it might bruise, and set it back on the table between us."Open the envelope, Miss Tessa," he said at last. "Your grandfather wrote it for this moment. I think he knew."My hands were still shaking when I broke the seal. The letter inside was two pages long, written in his small, slanting hand, and the first line made my throat close."My little river, if you are reading this, then you have found your mother's signature, and you are hurt. Please read on before you judge her."I read it standing up, with Hollis near the door and Mrs. Aldous quietly pretending to adjust a drawer at the far end of the vault."Miriam signs what Gregor
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Chapter: Chapter 11: Box 1138I stood in the alley with soot on my face and my grandfather's last home burning behind me, and what frightened me most was that I had no idea how long my visions would keep arriving in time."My lady, we have to move," Hollis said, his hand firm under my elbow. "The police will be here in minutes, and Moreau's men will be watching to see who walks out."He guided me down the alley to the cross street, where his SUV was parked half a block away, untouched. Elias helped him settle Mr. Walton in the back seat, and I climbed in beside the old driver, still shaking. My ears were ringing, and every few seconds I caught myself staring at my own hands as if they belonged to someone else.Elias's friend, Dr. Okoro, ran a small private clinic above a pharmacy on the other side of the city. He opened the back door himself at half past one in the morning, still wearing the green scrubs from the hospital, and took one look at the four of us before stepping aside without a word. "Put him on the ta
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Chapter: Chapter 10: My Jade PendantNell's scream was still echoing in my head when I realized I had no idea what a second ledger was, and that the answer might be hanging around my neck."A second ledger?" I looked at Elias. "Did you know there was one?""No." His voice was hoarse. "Your grandfather told me the originals were with the court and that the safe held the only backup. If there is a third copy, he never mentioned it to me.""Moreau seems certain of it." Hollis kept his eyes on the window as he spoke. "Men like him don't ask for things that don't exist. He must have heard it somewhere, perhaps from your father, perhaps from someone who worked for Mr. Walter years ago."I pressed my palm against my collar, and the jade pendant felt cold against my skin. Be patient, little river. Eighteen. Just reach eighteen. All evening I had treated those words as a sentimental goodbye, but my grandfather had never said anything by accident in his life."He gave me this the last time I saw him," I said, drawing the pendant o
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Chapter: Chapter 9: The Man Who Cut The BrakesI had my grandfather's coat pressed against Mr. Walton's side before I understood that I was kneeling beside the man who had tried to kill me."Harder, my lady," Hollis said, dropping beside me with a small black case he had pulled from somewhere in his jacket. "Keep the pressure steady. It's a shallow cut, and the knife slid along the ribs. He has lost blood, but he will live.""Should we call an ambulance?" I asked."If we do, whoever followed him will know exactly where we are," Elias said. He had gone to the window and drawn the curtain a finger's width, and his face was tight and gray in the lamplight. "The car at the corner is still there. It hasn't moved since he came in."I looked down at the old driver, at the rain still dripping from his hair onto my grandfather's rug, and a hard knot formed in my throat. He had driven me to the mansion on my first day home. He had carried my suitcase up the steps without a word, and when my mother had walked straight past me, he was the onl
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Chapter: Chapter 8: The Night I Was BornElias told Hollis to drive anywhere but the mansion, and he refused to tell me why until we were safely behind a locked door.The place he chose was a narrow townhouse in an old part of the city, with ivy on the walls and a brass lamp burning in the front window. Elias unlocked it with a key from his pocket and switched on the hall light, and I stood on the doorstep staring at the worn rug and the wooden coat stand. It smelled faintly of cedar and old books, and I knew at once whose home it was."Your grandfather lived here for the last year of his life," Elias said. "Your father never visited. He thought the neighborhood beneath him.""Is it safe?""The mansion isn't, not tonight. This is the one place in the city that belongs only to you." He pressed the key into my palm. "It has been yours since nine o'clock."Hollis checked every room, every window, and the back door before he allowed me to sit down. The study was small and warm, lined with books, with a worn leather chair that st
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