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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY
The drive back from Elsa’s house was a blur of red lights and rage.Beside me, Marie was unusually quiet, probably because she knew the version of Kassy sitting next to her wasn't the same girl who had woken up that morning. That girl was dead. This new Kassy was made of glass and gasoline."Kassy," Marie said softly as we pulled into the long, winding driveway of the Greg mansion. "What’s the move? We have the recording of Elsa. We have the bank records. Do we drop the nuke now?""Not yet," I said, staring at the massive front doors. "I have to talk to Elena. She’s been living in a simulation for twenty-four years. She thinks she birthed me. She thinks Greg is a devoted husband who 'saved' her when she lost her mind from grief. She deserves the truth before the rest of the world sees it.""She’s going to break," Marie whispered."Better she breaks now in private than on the 6 o'clock news," I replied. "You find James. He’s the Golden Boy, and this is going to wreck his entire reality
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER NINETEEN
Kassy’s POVThe GPS was screaming at me to turn left, but my brain was still stuck on the call records. Marie sat in the passenger seat, her leg bouncing at a million miles per hour. We were heading to an address on the outskirts of the city—a place where the houses were big, but the secrets felt bigger. My hands were gripped so tight on the steering wheel that my knuckles were turning white.“You okay?” Marie whispered.“I’m about to meet the person who might hold the key to my entire existence,” I said, my voice sounding like it was coming from a different room. “I’m not okay, Marie. I’m vibrating on a frequency I didn’t even know existed.”We pulled up to a gated villa. It wasn't Greg-level mansion status, but it was definitely "I have a lot of money and I want to be left alone" status. I put the car in park and just stared at the front door. This was it. The person Greg called to keep hidden. The "arrangement."“Let’s go,” I said, stepping out of the car.We walked up the path, a
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Two days later, Marie still couldn’t sleep properly. Every time she closed her eyes, she heard Greg’s voice again: "If anyone hears a word of this… I will kill your daughter." The threat sat in her chest like a heavy stone. Marie stood in her kitchen early that morning, staring at her phone. The sunlight coming through the window looked normal and the street outside looked normal, but nothing in her life felt normal anymore. She rubbed her forehead, whispering to herself, “I have to tell Kassy.” Keeping the secret felt wrong, but telling it felt dangerous. Greg was powerful—the kind of man who could make problems disappear, the kind of man people were scared of. Marie looked at the photo of her daughter on the fridge; the little girl was smiling with two missing teeth, and her stomach twisted. “I will find another way,” Marie muttered. She picked up her phone and typed: I need to talk to you. It’s urgent. Let’s meet at the lounge, the quiet spot. A few seconds later, the reply came
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin Chapter Seventeen
The hospital waiting room didn’t smell like hope; it smelled like expensive bleach and impending doom. Kassy sat on the edge of a plastic chair, her designer dress crinkling under her. She hadn't even changed from the gala. Her makeup was slightly smudged. Across from her, Elena was pacing a hole in the expensive linoleum. Greg sat like a statue, his jaw so tight it looked like it might snap. James and Ethan were in the corner, looking like they were praying, while Jamal just stared at his phone, probably wondering if his entire meal ticket was about to evaporate. The door opened. A doctor walked out, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else on earth. He held a manila folder that contained the official end of the Greg family as they knew it. "The results are in," the doctor said, his voice flat. Greg stood up immediately. "Give it to me." He snatched the paper, his eyes scanning the technical jargon. The room was so quiet you could hear the hum of the vending machine in the hal
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER SIXTEEN
I sat in front of my vanity, staring at my reflection, but I didn’t see Kassy. I saw a girl who was about to become a hurricane. My 30-inch wig was laid to perfection—bone straight, touching my waist, looking like it grew out of my scalp. My dress was hugging every curve like it was stitched onto my skin. I looked expensive. I looked powerful. I looked like a woman who was ready to end a whole empire. Marie and I had spent all night finalizing the plan. We had the flash drives and the leaked info that would turn my father’s "Man of the Year" reputation into a heap of trash. Tonight, at the Greg Family Masquerade Gala, I was going to pull the rug out from under him. I wanted to see him lose everything. "Ready?" Marie whispered, stepping into the room. She looked lethal in a structured black gown. "I was born ready," I said, checking my deep red nails one last time. "Let’s go light this match." The gala was the definition of extra. The ballroom was dripping in gold and crystals,
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I sat in the back of my dad’s car, watching the city lights blur past the window, but my brain was on 100. My heart was doing gymnastics against my ribs. My dad had just dropped me off after our shopping trip, and I felt like I was covered in invisible slime. “The job has been done.” Those words were on a loop in my head like a viral song you can’t get out of your brain. My first thought? Jamal. It made total sense. My dad hates him, and Jamal is the main evidence of my dad's secret life. It would be so easy for Greg to just... delete him. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped my phone. I hit Jamal’s contact. It felt like it rang for a century. "Hey, babe," Jamal’s voice came through, sounding totally normal. Too normal. "You okay? You usually don't call me this early." I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. "Yeah... yeah. I’m fine. Just checking in. Where are you?" "I’m at work, drowning in shoe designs," he joked. I could hear him shifting papers in the backgrou
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