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Chapter 65: The Father

Author: Ajah success
last update publish date: 2026-10-08 17:20:15

The archive changed everything.

By the end of the week, David's team had catalogued more than two hundred files, and the shelves that had once been filled were now half empty. Vivian spent every day at the office, reading through boxes that had been sealed for decades, studying photographs of children she would never meet, and memorizing names she refused to forget. She was not searching for evidence anymore. She was searching for a thread that would lead her to her mother.

On the eighth day, D
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  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 66: The Money

    The financial records arrived at David's office on a Tuesday morning.Two investigators carried them in—a man named Price and a woman named Okafor—and stacked them on the conference table in neat, heavy piles. Vivian had been called in early, before the office filled with the usual noise, and she sat at the end of the table with a cup of coffee she had not touched."We've been through the accounts we seized from Damian's study," Okafor said. "But these are different. These came from the trust records, and they go back further than anything we've seen so far.""How far?" Vivian asked."Thirty years."---Price opened the first folder and turned it toward her."Richard Carrington didn't keep his money in one place. He kept it in dozens of places. Shell companies, holding accounts, properties registered under names that don't appear anywhere else in the network files." He paused. "We've identified forty-two separate businesses so far. Some of them are still active."Vivian leaned forward

  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 65: The Father

    The archive changed everything.By the end of the week, David's team had catalogued more than two hundred files, and the shelves that had once been filled were now half empty. Vivian spent every day at the office, reading through boxes that had been sealed for decades, studying photographs of children she would never meet, and memorizing names she refused to forget. She was not searching for evidence anymore. She was searching for a thread that would lead her to her mother.On the eighth day, David called her into his office."We found something you need to see," he said. "Not in the files. In the financial records."Vivian sat down across from him and waited."The accounts connected to the network are more extensive than we realized. Dozens of properties. Holding companies registered in different names. Transfers routed through banks in several countries." He paused. "We've been trying to trace who authorized them.""And?""Every document carries the same signature. Every transaction

  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 64: The Name

    Three days passed after the statement.Vivian stayed in the city, moving between the hotel and David Ashford's office. She read the files. She studied the photographs. She learned the names of children she had never met and families she had never known. The investigation was moving slowly, but it was moving.On the fourth morning, David called her. "Come to the office. There's something you need to see."---She arrived within the hour.David was standing in front of the wall of photographs and documents, and he was not alone. Two investigators were with him, and they were sorting through a stack of papers that had been pulled from a storage box."We found something," David said. "In the financial records we seized from Damian's study.""What is it?""A name that keeps appearing. In account transfers, in property deeds, in correspondence." He turned and pointed to the wall. "We've been trying to trace it. We think it's connected to Project V."Vivian followed his gaze. On the wall was

  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 63: Vivian's Statement

    The police station was quieter than Vivian expected.She had imagined something louder, something more chaotic, with officers rushing through corridors and phones ringing without end. Instead, the room they led her to was small and plain, with a table, two chairs, and a recorder sitting in the center like a patient witness.Marcus waited outside. He had offered to stay with her, but she had told him this was something she needed to do alone. Some stories could only be told once, and she wanted to be the one telling them.A woman entered and introduced herself as Detective Halloran. She was in her forties, with short gray hair and a calm voice, and she did not smile when she sat down across from Vivian. She simply placed a folder on the table, opened it, and pressed the button on the recorder."This is Detective Halloran, badge number four-seven-two. The date is March twelfth. Present is Vivian Carrington, also known as Lily Blackwood." She looked up. "For the record, can you confirm t

  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 62: The Victims

    The house by the sea was silent.Vivian stood in the small study with the photograph pressed against her chest and listened to the wind move through the broken windows. Marcus was in the next room, checking the doors and making sure no one had followed them.She looked at the photograph again. Her mother, older than the image on the mansion wall. Gray in her hair. Lines around her eyes. Standing beside a window, looking out at the sea. The words on the back were still fresh in her mind. I'm still waiting.She tucked the photograph into her pocket and walked out of the study.---They left the house before dawn and drove back toward the city.Vivian used the phone Marcus had given her to call David Ashford. She told him about the house on the coast and the photograph she had found. David listened without interrupting, and when she finished, he was quiet for a long moment."There's something you should see," he said. "People have been coming forward since the arrest. They want to meet y

  • THE FAKE HEIRESS and Her OBSESSIVE BROTHER   Chapter 61: The Search

    The park was quiet at noon.Vivian sat on the same bench where she had first met Clara Bennett, watching the path that curved past the fountain. The morning had been cold and gray, and the sky still carried the weight of rain that had not yet fallen. She kept her hands in her pockets and her eyes on the entrance.She had arrived early because she wanted to see Clara before Clara saw her. Marcus was nearby, waiting in a car at the far end of the street, and he had argued against her coming alone. But she had insisted, because Clara had refused to speak on the phone and Vivian needed answers more than she needed protection. She checked her watch. Five minutes past noon. Then she saw her.---Clara walked slowly along the path, dressed in a plain coat with a scarf wrapped around her neck. She looked older than she had in the park weeks ago, and there was something tired in her face that Vivian had not noticed before.She stopped in front of the bench and looked down at Vivian. "You came.

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