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Chapter 181: Birth Records Don’t Match

作者: FortunaSolis
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-26 23:24:22

Elena Whitmore did not begin the search intending to break anything.

She told herself it was curiosity. A need for clarity. A harmless verification after years of being surrounded by half answers and beautifully framed silences. Beatrice had raised her on truth shaped like kindness. Elena had never questioned that kindness until it became too careful.

The private investigator sent the files in the early hours of the morning. No commentary. No conclusions. Just scanned documents, time stamped and organized with clinical restraint.

Elena sat alone in her bedroom at Celestine Heights, the same room she had occupied since childhood. It had been redecorated several times. Softer palettes as she aged. Art swapped to reflect refinement. But the bones of the room remained unchanged. Even now, it felt preserved rather than lived in

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