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RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Thirty Two
Clara doesn’t move at first. She’s still gripping Jonah’s little shoulders as if I’m going to snatch him away. Her eyes dart toward the closed door, then back to me. For a heartbeat she looks like a cornered animal.“I can’t,” she whispers.“You can,” I tell her gently. “It’s just us now. He’s not here.”Her chin trembles. “You don’t understand. He…he promised he’d take Jonah if I ever told anyone.”“I do understand.” My voice comes out firmer than I expect. “I’ve seen the reports, Clara. The bruises. Natalie found everything. You don’t have to hide anymore.”Her breath comes in short, sharp bursts. Then, slowly, she rolls up the sleeve of her blouse. Angry purple bruises bloom along her upper arm, fingerprints dark against pale skin. “This was last week,” she says flatly. She turns her wrist, there’s a faint, healing cut. “And this.”The air in the small room feels too thin. Jonah shifts in his wheelchair, small hands tightening on his tablet. “Mommy…” he murmurs.“It’s okay, sweethe
RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Thirty One
LEINA When I finally pull into Natalie's driveway, she’s already at the door, hair in a messy bun, robe cinched tightly around her waist. She looks…rattled. I don't miss the hickey marks all over her neck.My lips lift in a smirk. “Well, you have a right to be pregnant.” A pink hue covers her cheek. “Last night was a blast. I told him about the pregnancy and he went all cave man on me.” “What do you expect?” I ask, shaking my head as she closed the door behind her. “With that lingerie you wore.” Her laughter is soft as she leads me to her living room.The living room smells faintly of coffee. Papers are scattered over the coffee table—printouts, screenshots, photographs. My heart gives a nervous thud.Natalie gestures to the couch. “Have a seat. Breakfast will be ready in a while.”I perch on the edge, my bag still in my lap. “You’re scaring me.”She laughs. “Relax, it's nothing serious. Relax, there's nothing to be scared of.” My fingers freeze on the folder. “What do you mean?”
RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Thirty
Leina My hands are slick with Damien’s blood.I’ve already pressed every towel I could grab from the bathroom to his shoulder, but the dark patch keeps spreading. His head rests in my lap, his skin clammy and grey. The man who always feels like steel now feels terrifyingly human.“Come on, Damien,” I whisper, brushing damp hair off his forehead. “Stay with me.”With my free hand I fumble for my phone and hit the number saved under “Dr. I.” He picks up on the first ring.“Mrs Moretti?”“It’s Damien,” I rasp. “He’s been shot. I need you at the house. Now. Please.”“I’m on my way. Keep pressure on the wound and keep him warm.”The line goes dead. I drag in a shaky breath, toss the phone aside and pull a blanket over Damien’s body. His eyes flutter once, then slide closed again. His feverish skin burns against my thighs.By the time the front door clicks open downstairs, my own hands are trembling. I race to meet the doctor at the foyer.“Upstairs,” I say, not bothering with greetings. “
RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Twenty Nine
Damien Hours EarlierI stare at the files spread across my desk, every page screaming failure. Bills of lading, customs clearances, shipping logs—all showing the same thing. Interceptions. Missing cargo.My gaze snaps to Rodrigo, who’s standing in front of me like a man waiting for his own funeral.“Care to explain the meaning of this?” My voice is low, but it vibrates with rage.He swallows hard. “Boss… the shipments have been getting intercepted for some time now. Magno just called. He said no arms were delivered to Turkey. Not one crate.”I slam my palm down on the desk so hard the coffee mug rattles and tips. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”Rodrigo flinches. “We’re tracing the routes, but whoever’s doing it is good. No leaks in the docks, no chatter on the streets. It’s like they’re always one step ahead.”“Someone is feeding them our movements,” I snap, rising to my feet. “We don’t lose shipments. Not mine. Not in my name.”He keeps his eyes down. “I’ll tighten securit
RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Twenty Eight
Leina “Earth to Leina!” Zara snaps her fingers before me , startling me. “Where are you lost?” “I'm…sorry girls. What were you saying?” “The ASHFORD HOLDINGS Charity Gala is in two days,” Natalie smiles. “I already have the perfect dress in mind for the occasion .” “How does that have to do with why we are in a lingerie shop?” After my meeting with Hilda Bolton, they practically dragged me away from the office, saying we had to be somewhere important. That's how I ended up in a lingerie shop with two crazy women. “Well,” Natalie runs her fingers along a red piece. “I am about to tell Louis I'm pregnant. I'll do it tonight, and I want it to be spicy.” “Don't you guys have enough sex as it is?” Zara raised a curious brow. Natalie smiles. “Won't hurt to you know, spice it up a little.” She picks up a black two piece and holds it up to her body.” “You'll make Louis lose his mind,” I say with a small smile.“You should get one for yourself, Zara suggests. “What will I do with it
RISE OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS Chapter Twenty Seven
Leina The words on the page blur, then sharpen again as my eyes sting. I struggle to believe what I see on the paper.PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE.My mother’s name on one line, My father’s on the next.Both signatures at the bottom.Dated three weeks before she died.A dull roar fills my ears. “This…this can’t be right,” I whisper. “They weren’t even separated. She was still living at home. She…” My voice breaks.Damien’s arm tightens around my waist, steadying me where I sit on his lap. “Easy,” he murmurs, but his eyes are already scanning the document, taking in every detail like a predator assessing prey.Across the desk Carlos leans back in his chair, his expression unreadable. “It’s real,” he says. “I pulled it from a sealed family court archive. Your mother filed for divorce first. Your father signed two days later. It was supposed to be finalized the following month, but…” he gestures at the date “...she died.”I shake my head, unable to reconcile the smiling family
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