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Beyond the Moretti Fortune Chapter 10
My parents did not leave immediately. They rented a place near the base, and my father made an unconditional grant from Moretti Holdings to the program’s community recovery fund.I received him as one of the project leads. When he handed me the commitment letter, hope made his expression almost cautious.I verified the terms and issued the receipt.“Thank you to Moretti Holdings for supporting the recovery fund.”His hand froze between us. “I didn’t do this so you would thank me.”“What response did you expect? Should one grant make me call you Dad again?”He said nothing.My mother brought food to the base each day. On the first day, minestrone. On the second, lasagna. On the third, chicken soup in an insulated container. She sat in my office and insisted on watching me eat.I opened it and divided the soup among colleagues working late.“Do you hate me that much?” she demanded. “I spend hours cooking, and you won’t taste a single bite. Must you watch us suffer before you’re satisfied
Beyond the Moretti Fortune Chapter 9
Three months later, my parents found the Western Corridor project base.I was at a rail freight terminal checking fixed-asset valuations against an equipment handover list. Wind snapped the pages until a colleague held down one corner.“The carrier confirmed. The last equipment transfer will be completed tonight.”Someone behind me said my name.My mother stood several yards away, her eyes swollen. My father followed in a black suit dusted with sand, carrying a thick stack of documents.They seemed surprised by what they saw. I had not begged them to take me home, nor had the West reduced me to ruin. I was thinner and darker from the sun. A cut across the back of my hand had already scabbed over.“Who are they?” my colleague asked.After a pause, I said, “Mr. and Mrs. Moretti.”My mother went white. She hurried forward and seized my hand.“Don’t call me that. I’m Mom.”I withdrew gently. “What else should I call you? I was absent from the family-office register, the public acknowledgme
Beyond the Moretti Fortune Chapter 8
That night, my father ordered the security team and the consigliere to reopen the hospital investigation.Most records from twenty years earlier were incomplete, but they found a retired nurse who remembered my adoptive father.“His wife had just given birth and was in poor condition,” she said. “But he kept wandering near the nursery. Around midnight, he asked which room held the Moretti baby.”My father’s voice tightened. “Why didn’t that alarm you?”“He said he was your driver and that you had asked him to check the child’s security. He wore a Moretti uniform and knew the names of the mother and the guards. How could I have imagined he meant to exchange two infants?”The next day, the team located a former freight partner. Afraid that the driver might one day silence him, the man had preserved a recording.My adoptive father’s drunken voice filled the room.“Moretti thought he was too good for me. Let him raise my daughter. His daughter is in my hands, and the life she gets depends
Beyond the Moretti Fortune Chapter 7
The next morning, my father went to the Moretti Foundation.“Bring me every project Claire handled.”No one moved.Bianca frowned. “She resigned. Why are you investigating her now? You don’t really believe two melodramatic emails, do you?”He did not look at her. “Bring me the files.”Her expression stiffened. “Those were my projects. Claire ran errands and organized paperwork.”The project director lowered his head. My father noticed.“You have something to say?”After a long hesitation, the man answered. “Mr. Moretti, Miss Vale conducted field reviews in twenty-seven communities. The six projects that received last year’s Philanthropic Alliance awards were based on her research, budgets, and compliance reports.”My father turned sharply. “Then why was Bianca’s name on the awards?”The director remained silent.Bianca scoffed. “She organized a few files. That doesn’t make them her projects. I set the strategy and contacted the partner organizations. Without me, she would never have en
Beyond the Moretti Fortune Chapter 6
It was afternoon when I landed. Sunlight blazed off the pavement, and fine sand stung my face. A project vehicle waited outside.The colleague who met me took my luggage and offered me a bottle of water.“You look exhausted. Bad flight?”“Not too bad. I’m just not used to being this far from Greyhaven.”“You will be.” He opened the car door. “Conditions aren’t elegant, and the local rules are complicated, but the team is straightforward. If you need something, say so. Don’t carry everything alone.”I held the water without speaking. I had waited three years for that ordinary kindness at the Moretti estate. A stranger gave it to me within minutes of my arrival.Not long after we left the airport, an unknown number called. Expecting the closing attorney, I answered.My father’s voice came through at once.“Claire, this has gone far enough.”No greeting. No question about whether I had landed safely. In his mind, crossing thousands of miles was merely another tactic.“What do you need, si
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My father stared at the signature on the agreement.Claire Vale.The daughter he had kept away from Moretti Holdings had been chosen to help lead a project trusted by powerful institutions.Bianca laughed first. “Convincing performance.”She reached for the file, but my father held it down.“Dad, you don’t actually believe this? She arranged for the project to send the documents to Moretti Holdings because she wanted us to know exactly where she was going.”“People who truly intend to leave don’t make such a spectacle,” Uncle Enzo agreed.My father’s expression eased slightly. “When does her flight land?”“In approximately two hours,” the assistant said.My mother called. A recorded voice informed her that the number was no longer in service. She tried again with the same result.“She changed a number,” Bianca said. “That is hardly a reason to panic. She wants you to search for her.”On WhatsApp, my profile picture was gone and my mother’s message remained beside a single gray check. H
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