LOGINRain poured over Somerset House, covering the grand courtyard where expensive cars were parked.Today was the Excellence in Design Summit, one of the biggest events in the European fashion industry.Sarah stepped out of the black SUV. Renard held a large umbrella over her head.She wore a dark blue coat over a fitted grey dress. Her face was cold and serious.Victoria's warning from the night before kept running through her mind.If Charles Laurent had paid Eleanor to hide Sarah's identity twenty years ago, Sarah would uncover the truth, no matter what it took.Beside her, Adrian walked confidently.His dark eyes watched everyone around them. One hand rested gently against Sarah's lower back, reminding her that he was there to protect her.The moment they entered the exhibition hall, people began whispering.News of Adrian's ability to walk and his attack on the Laurent family's finances had spread across the world.“Look at her. That's the New York heiress,” a German board member whi
The heavy doors of the Laurent estate slammed shut behind Sarah and Adrian.The angry shouts and ringing phones inside the building faded away.The cold night air touched Sarah's face as they stepped outside.Adrian kept walking, his arm firmly around her waist. He was no longer using his wheelchair. He had left it behind in the ballroom, along with the lie he had used to fool his enemies.“Adrian, wait,” Sarah said as they approached their black SUV.He stopped and turned her toward him.His tall body blocked the streetlights, leaving her standing in his shadow. His jaw was tight, and his dark eyes were filled with anger and excitement from their fight with the Laurent family.“Are you regretting your decision?” he asked in a low voice.His fingers gently touched the side of her neck, resting near her racing pulse.“Do you regret giving up the chance to rule the Laurent dynasty just to fight a war beside me?”Sarah looked into his eyes.This was the man who had risked his entire busi
Sarah stared at the message on the screen.Her mind went blank.All her life, she had believed she was the unwanted daughter of a poor, bankrupt businessman in New York.She had believed that her mother’s only legacy was a few stolen sketchbooks.But now, everything has changed.This secret deal proved that she was connected by blood to the most powerful fashion dynasty in the world.“It’s a trick,” Sarah whispered.She looked at Adrian.He was standing beside her.He had completely ignored his wheelchair.His tall body stood against the bright Paris skyline. His jaw was tight, and his dark eyes were filled with a cold anger Sarah had never seen before.Before Adrian could answer, the double doors opened.An older man walked into the room.Four heavily armed guards followed him.The man had silver hair and carried a cane with a golden lion's head.His name was Lord Alistair.He was the chief legal adviser of the House of Laurent.“An impressive show at the Grand Palais, Madame Vance,”
The area outside the Grand Palais was filled with expensive perfume, car smoke, and the sound of hundreds of cameras.A bright red carpet stretched across the street.Thousands of people stood behind the velvet ropes, waiting to see the biggest fashion event in Paris.Inside the private courtyard, Vivian Vance stood on the grand stone steps.She looked like a queen in a beautiful silver dress.Around her were important board members and powerful European fashion leaders.They were drinking champagne and watching the reporters take pictures of Vivian's big victory."A perfect opening, Vivian," one French board member said.He raised his glass."It seems your cousin Adrian and his substitute bride were too afraid to come to Paris."Vivian laughed.Her eyes moved proudly across the crowd."Adrian is a brilliant businessman," she said."But he forgot something."She lifted her chin."High fashion requires a reputation that money cannot buy."She smiled coldly."A disabled man and a poor d
The red emergency lights flashed against the steel walls of the underground vault.The loud siren made Sarah's heart race as she held her mother's medical folder tightly against her chest."The elevators are locked," Sarah said.Her voice was tense, but she stayed calm."Adrian, there are no other exits. We're trapped."Adrian did not look worried.Instead, a cold smile appeared on his face.He touched the communicator on his wrist.He did not even bother getting back into his wheelchair."They think like politicians," Adrian said quietly. "They believe walls and locked doors decide who survives."He tapped his communicator."Renard. Start Phase Delta. Cut the clinic's main power.""Understood, boss," Renard replied through the encrypted connection."Total blackout in three... two... one."The siren suddenly stopped.The red lights disappeared.Everything became completely dark.Sarah gasped when Adrian's warm hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her close to him."Stay close," he
The heavy iron gates of the Sanctuary Alpine Clinic appeared through the thick Swiss fog.The private clinic stood high on a rocky cliff above Lake Geneva.It was famous for hiding the medical secrets of the world's richest people.Sarah pulled her black wool coat tighter around her body. The cold mountain wind bit against her skin.Beside her, Adrian sat in his mechanical wheelchair.He wore a black cashmere scarf around his neck.To anyone watching them, Adrian looked like nothing more than a rich, weak businessman who had come to the clinic for private medical care.But under the blanket covering his legs, Adrian held a powerful military-grade tablet."The head administrator is Dr. Geller," Adrian whispered."Victoria bribed him two hours ago. Right now, he's deleting the digital backup of your mother's 2017 medical files."Sarah's eyes widened."The physical files downstairs are the only copies left.""Then we have less than ten minutes," Sarah whispered.Her heart was beating har







