LOGIN2:30 P.M. – Carter MansionThe black Rolls-Royce came to a stop in front of Carter Mansion.Aria stepped out, clutching Ethan's file tightly against her chest.Her expression was cold.Determined.The butler hurried to greet her."Miss Aria... welcome home.""I'm here to see Richard Carter."The butler hesitated before nodding."Master is in his study."Without another word, Aria walked inside.Every step echoed through the mansion she had once called home.Today...It felt unfamiliar.Almost like she was walking into a stranger's house.---Richard Carter's StudyRichard was reviewing documents when the study door flew open.Bang!He looked up in surprise."Aria?""What are you doing here?"She didn't answer.Instead...She walked to his desk and threw a thick file onto it.The papers scattered everywhere.Photographs.Hospital records.Birth certificates.Letters.Richard's smile slowly disappeared.His eyes settled on one particular photograph.Clara Lawrence.For the first time in
10:15 A.M. – Walter Group HeadquartersThe glass doors slid open with a sharp hiss.Aria marched inside like a storm.Her heels struck the marble floor with furious determination.Employees exchanged nervous glances.No one dared stop her.She walked straight to the executive floor.Lucas's personal assistant immediately stood up."Mrs. Cross...""Mr. Walter is in a meeting.""You'll have to—""Move."Aria's icy voice made the woman freeze."I'm sorry, ma'am, but you can't—""Where is he?"Aria demanded."Where is that son of a bitch?"The entire floor fell silent.The assistant hurried after her."Ma'am, please!""Mr. Walter specifically instructed that no one should interrupt him."Aria didn't even slow down.She reached Lucas's office and shoved the doors open.Bang!The sound echoed through the luxurious office.Lucas looked up from his desk.For a brief second...He appeared surprised.Then a slow smile spread across his face.He stood."Aria...""My love.""I've been expecting y
12:40 P.M. – Cross MansionThe drive back from Garden Court Café felt endless.Aria barely remembered how she had gotten home.Her mind replayed Ethan's words over and over."She was your mother.""Richard Carter stole your identity.""Read the evidence."The thick file rested on the passenger seat beside her.Several times she glanced at it...Several times she looked away."No..."She whispered as she gripped the steering wheel tighter."My father wouldn't do that.""He wouldn't."She wanted to believe it.Needed to believe it.Richard Carter had raised her.Comforted her when she cried.Celebrated her birthdays.Protected her.Hadn't he?Yet...Ethan's eyes haunted her.There had been no hatred in them.Only grief.Only twenty-four years of waiting.She entered the mansion absentmindedly.Mrs. Helen greeted her with a smile."Welcome home, Madam."Aria forced a smile."Thank you."She went straight upstairs.Inside her bedroom, she carefully placed Ethan's file inside the drawer of
Garden Court CaféThe shattered porcelain cup lay scattered across the polished floor.The entire café had fallen silent.Even the waitress froze.Aria's breathing became uneven.She stared at Ethan as though he had gone mad.Then...She laughed.A short...Disbelieving laugh."No."She slowly shook her head."No...""You're lying."Ethan didn't speak."My father told me Clara Lawrence was my aunt.""He told me she died when I was little.""He told me you murdered her!"Her voice rose with every sentence."And now you expect me to believe she was my mother?""What kind of sick joke is this?"Several customers turned to look.The café manager quietly signaled for the staff not to interrupt.Ethan remained seated.His eyes never left Aria's face."I knew you wouldn't believe me.""Because Richard Carter spent twenty-four years making sure you never would."Aria slammed both hands on the table."Don't say my father's name!""He raised me!""He fed me!""He gave me a home!""And you're t
9:40 P.M. – Carter MansionThe Carter Mansion was unusually quiet.Most of the lights had already been switched off, leaving only the soft glow of the wall lamps illuminating the endless hallway.Inside her bedroom...Vivienne Carter stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, a crystal wine glass resting loosely in her hand.Beyond the glass, the city sparkled beneath the night sky.A bitter smile curved across her lips."So...""Aria is really getting married."She took a slow sip before letting out a humorless laugh."If anyone deserves to destroy that wedding...""It should be me."She stared at Aria and Damian's engagement announcement on her phone.The smile on Aria's face irritated her."So why does Selene get to make the first move?"She slowly placed the phone on the bedside table."No...""I can't."Not because she had forgiven Aria.She never would.It was because of Richard Carter.Because of the secret he had buried for more than twenty years.If Aria ever discovered the t
1:45 P.M. – Imperial Shopping Mall Parking LotThe drive back to Cross Mansion was unusually quiet.Eleanor glanced sideways at Aria several times.Normally...Aria would chatter excitedly about everything they had bought.Today...She simply stared out the window.Lost in thought.Finally, Eleanor reached over and gently patted her hand."My dear...""Would you like to tell me what happened back there?"Aria remained silent for several seconds.Then she sighed."My father told me that man murdered my aunt."Eleanor frowned."And yet...""You don't seem convinced."Aria looked down at the business card hidden inside her handbag."I don't know.""He didn't look like a murderer.""He looked..."She struggled to find the words."...heartbroken."Eleanor nodded thoughtfully."I've lived long enough to know one thing.""What?""The truth and appearances are rarely the same."Aria didn't answer.---3:10 P.M. – Cross MansionDamian had just finished a conference call when he heard laughter
The television was muted, but the captions kept scrolling.LEAKED VIDEO ROCKS CARTER FAMILYCORPORATE HEIRESS AT CENTER OF SCANDALMr. Carter stood near the window, hands clasped behind his back, staring out at the city like it had personally betrayed him.Aria stood a few steps behind him, her arm
9:00 AM. Carter Group Headquarters.Vivienne stepped out of the elevator and onto the executive floor. Usually, this was her runway the place where she walked with her head high, the rhythmic click-clack of her heels signaling productivity and power.Today, the hallway felt like a gauntlet.Every h
9:00 PM. The Vault, Victoria Island.Simon Levi was on top of the world.Or at least, he felt like it. He was seated in the most exclusive VIP section of The Vault, a bottle of Ace of Spades chilling in a gold bucket before him, surrounded by a haze of expensive cigar smoke and the thumping bass of
The Next MorningSoft sunlight slipped through the curtains, pale and unhurried.Aria was half-awake when she smelled coffee.Real coffee. Not the rushed kind. The kind that lingered.She turned slightly and froze.Damian was standing by the bed, dressed casually for once, sleeves rolled, a tray ba







