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CHAPTER TWENTY - THREE
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2026-03-17 22:31:06
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Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY - THREE
The late afternoon sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting long, golden shadows across the designer furniture. Seven months had passed since the Greg empire had imploded in a firestorm of federal indictments and viral livestreams. The world had moved on to newer scandals, but inside these walls, time felt like it was moving through honey.Lily sat on the velvet chaise lounge, her hand resting habitually on the swell of her stomach. She was eight months along now. In the beginning, the pregnancy had felt like a ticking time bomb—a constant, physical reminder of her betrayal with Jamal and the mess she had helped create. But the chaos of Greg’s arrest and the subsequent fallout had done something unexpected. It had stripped away the pretenses.Across the room, Ethan was pouring two glasses of sparkling cider. He moved with a quiet grace that Lily had finally started to truly notice. For months, their marriage had been a business transaction, a merger
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
The press conference hall was a literal crime scene. FBI agents were bagging laptops, journalists were screaming into their microphones, and the energy was pure, unadulterated chaos. But as the crowd surged toward the exit to catch a glimpse of Greg being shoved into a black SUV, I felt a strange, cold stillness. The big boss was down, but there was still one more snake slithering around the garden."Kassy, we need to go," Marie said, grabbing my arm. She looked like she’d just won a marathon—exhausted but glowing with the thrill of the takedown. "The press is going to descend on us in T-minus two minutes.""I’m not leaving yet," I said, my eyes scanning the room. "Where is he?"I didn't have to look far. Jamal was huddled in a corner near the emergency exit, looking like he wanted to phase through the wall. He was frantic, his thumbs flying across his phone screen, probably trying to call a lawyer or delete his search history. He looked small. Without Greg’s shadow to hide in, he was
Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY- ONE
The vibe in the press conference hall was absolutely suffocating. It smelled like expensive floor wax, over-brewed coffee, and the kind of nervous sweat that only comes when a billionaire knows he’s about to lie through his teeth. This was supposed to be Greg’s "Main Character" moment—the big clean-up where he’d tell the world the DNA scandal was just a glitch in the system. He stood at the podium, adjusting his silk tie with a smug look that basically said, “I’m too rich to stay in trouble.”I wasn't on that stage. I didn't want to be a prop in his fake-family aesthetic. Instead, I stayed low-key in the crowd, sitting in the fourth row between Marie and James. I was wearing a simple black blazer and dark shades, looking like a background character, but I was the one holding the remote. Greg’s eyes skimmed over me without a flicker of suspicion. He thought I was there as his "supportive daughter." He had zero clue that the Meta glasses I’d worn at Elsa’s villa—the ones he thought were
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 SIX
Jamal’s POVThe doorbell didn't just ring; it screamed.The sound sliced through the suffocating tension of the study like a blade. Greg was still standing there, the silver-and-black masquerade mask clutched in his hand, his eyes promethean with a fire that wanted to burn me out of existence. I wa
Last Updated : 2026-03-17Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER THIRTEEN
I pulled up to Marie’s place, my heart still doing backflips in my chest, but not the "I’m in love" kind. It was the "I’m about to burn this whole city down" kind. My new red nails were practically glowing against the steering wheel. Every time I looked at them, I re
Last Updated : 2026-03-17Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER NINE
The dinner table was set for a massacre.Greg had gone all out—crystal glasses, heavy silver, and enough wine to drown the tension that usually hung over the family like a smog. He’d sent the message to the family group chat days ago: Family dinner. Sunday. Bring your partn
Last Updated : 2026-03-17Father's Secret, Daughter's Ruin CHAPTER SEVEN
The organ music was so loud it made the floorboards vibrate. The cathedral was packed with people who had come to see the "perfect" wedding, but the air at the back of the church was cold enough to kill.Lily stood at the entrance, her makeup so perfect she looked like a statue. Greg stood
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