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Beneficiary Claim

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-08-25 19:47:26

Anna’s POV

The claimant’s name was still missing.

I had stared at the redacted section long enough for the words around it to blur, but the more I looked at the document, the more certain I became that we were approaching the part of the investigation that mattered.

Whoever had submitted that claim had not simply asked for money.

They had known enough about the Carthwell estate to request documents that even Vicky and I had only discovered after weeks of searching, and they had done it years be
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  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    A Life Of My Own

    ANNA’S POVThe restaurant Mark took us to was nothing like the places we used to visit when we were married, and I noticed that immediately because there was no private room waiting for us, no manager hovering nearby, and no attempt to turn lunch into some grand gesture. It was simply a quiet restaurant in the middle of London, with sunlight coming through the windows and enough noise around us that nobody paid attention to who we were.Vicky sat opposite us, studying the menu with far too much seriousness.“I’ve decided,” she announced.I looked up. “Already?”“Yes.”“What?”“The most expensive thing.”I laughed. “Absolutely not.”Mark looked at her menu. “Order whatever you want.”Vicky pointed at him. “I like you.”“You shouldn’t encourage her,” I said.“She likes expensive food.”“She has expensive taste.”Vicky smiled. “Exactly.”For the first time in a long while, we laughed without having to force it.There were no lawyers sitting beside us, no documents spread across a table,

  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    More Than Just Money

    ANNA’S POVThe following morning, Vicky and I returned to the Carthwell headquarters for the meeting with the estate lawyers, and this time I walked through the doors without feeling like I was visiting a place that had once belonged to strangers. My name was on the new documents, my sister’s name was beside mine, and the first recovered funds had already been transferred into the restored trust.Whatever happened next, nobody could erase that again.The lawyers were waiting in my father’s old office, and when Vicky and I sat down, I noticed a large folder placed in the centre of the table.“You said there was one remaining matter,” I began.“Yes,” the lawyer replied. “But I want to make something clear before we discuss it. It does not concern the investigation, and it does not change the ownership of any recovered assets.”I relaxed slightly.“Then what is it?”He opened the folder and removed a document.“Your parents created a separate provision within the family trust for the edu

  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    What Came Back

    ANNA’s POVBy the time we returned to the house, I had already made up my mind about what I wanted to do with the headquarters, although I knew making the decision and making it happen were two very different things.I went straight to my new office, dropped the files on the desk and opened the folder containing the company’s current financial report. Vicky followed me inside carrying the photographs we had taken from the headquarters, while Mark stopped at the doorway and watched us.“You’re actually going to work?” Vicky asked.“I have a company now.”“You’ve had it for about three hours.”“Exactly, and I’ve already wasted enough time.”She laughed and dropped into the chair opposite my desk. “You sound terrifying.”“I’ll take that as a compliment.”Mark walked in and placed a cup of tea beside me. “You haven’t eaten since breakfast.”I looked at the cup, then at him.“You noticed?”“I notice now.”The answer was simple, but I didn’t miss the difference between that sentence and the

  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    My Legacy

    ANNA’S POVThe Carthwell headquarters looked nothing like the photographs my parents had left behind.The building stood in the middle of London, surrounded by newer offices and glass towers that made it seem smaller than it probably had twenty-seven years ago, but the name above the entrance had survived everything that had happened to my family.CARTHWELL GROUP.I stopped outside the gates and stared at it.Vicky came to stand beside me, and for several seconds neither of us spoke. We had spent so much time searching for proof that our parents had known about us, searching for records that showed what had been taken and who had moved it, that standing in front of the company itself felt almost unreal.“That’s ours,” Vicky said.I nodded. “It is.”Mark stood a few steps behind us, giving us the space to take it in. He had arranged for the legal team to meet us there, but he had not tried to turn the moment into something about himself.A representative approached with the keys and se

  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    Carthwell Estate

    ANNA’S POVThe next morning, the legal team placed a stack of documents in front of me and told me something I had never expected to hear: the Carthwell estate was no longer just something I was trying to recover, it was something I now had a responsibility to rebuild.I stared at the documents spread across the conference table while Vicky sat beside me, already turning through the pages with more confidence than I felt. There were property records, company documents, financial summaries and notices concerning assets that had been identified during the review, and although most of the language was formal and difficult to follow, one thing was becoming clear with every page I read.Our parents had left us far more than money.They had left businesses, properties, investments and shares, and for years those things had been controlled by people who had no right to decide what happened to them.“This section concerns the London properties,” the lawyer explained, pointing toward a documen

  • Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire    Did He Change?

    The first thing I did the next morning was walk into the office Mark had given me, not because I had suddenly become interested in working for his company, but because I wanted to see what it felt like to have a room that belonged to me inside a place where I had once felt like a stranger.The furniture was still mostly untouched, although Mark had moved the large desk closer to the window so I would have more natural light. A small cabinet stood against the wall, already filled with notebooks, files, and a few things I had mentioned casually over breakfast. He had even placed a comfortable chair in the corner, the kind I preferred when I wanted to read without sitting behind a desk.I ran my fingers over the back of the chair and smiled despite myself.“You actually remembered,” I said.Mark stood in the doorway holding two cups of tea. “You mentioned it once.”“Once?”“You said the chair in your old office was uncomfortable.”I turned to him. “That was months ago.”“I remember thing

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