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Chapter 27

Penulis: Abisola Janet
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-17 23:57:43

Freya’s POV

After dropping Finn at school, I stood by that gate long enough to watch him disappear into the building before turning away. Only then did I pull the folded paper from my bag.

My fingers weren't gentle.

I rifled through it roughly, smoothing it out, folding it again, then unfolding it—like the address might change if I stare at it hard enough. It didn’t. The ink remained the same. Clear. Certain.

I had already called the number written beneath it. The woman who answered hadnt sounded surprised. Not curious either. Just… prepared.

Come this morning, she’d said. I’ll be waiting.

Scarlett had offered to drive me the moment I told her. “I’m free,” she insisted. “You don't have to do this alone.”

And she meant it—I knew she did. She'd been showing up for me in ways no one ever had, not Malum, not his mother, not even the people who claimed to be family. But that was exactly why I said no. I couldn't keep leaning on her. Not when she’d already done too much.

“I’
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  • THE HARRISON HEIRESS   Chapter 27

    Freya’s POV After dropping Finn at school, I stood by that gate long enough to watch him disappear into the building before turning away. Only then did I pull the folded paper from my bag. My fingers weren't gentle. I rifled through it roughly, smoothing it out, folding it again, then unfolding it—like the address might change if I stare at it hard enough. It didn’t. The ink remained the same. Clear. Certain. I had already called the number written beneath it. The woman who answered hadnt sounded surprised. Not curious either. Just… prepared. Come this morning, she’d said. I’ll be waiting. Scarlett had offered to drive me the moment I told her. “I’m free,” she insisted. “You don't have to do this alone.” And she meant it—I knew she did. She'd been showing up for me in ways no one ever had, not Malum, not his mother, not even the people who claimed to be family. But that was exactly why I said no. I couldn't keep leaning on her. Not when she’d already done too much. “I’

  • THE HARRISON HEIRESS   Chapter 26

    Kai’s POV The hospital suddenly felt too big—too bright—too empty of the one person who needed to be here the most. I rechecked the hallway. The restroom. The exit doors. The parking lot through the glass panels. Nothing. A pressure built behind my ribs—slow at first, then sharp, urgent. She wouldn't just disappear. Not without a reason. Not without saying anything. Unless she was scared. Unless the test meant more to her than she ever let me see. A nurse passed by, and I stepped toward her. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to steady my voice, “have you seen the girl who came in with me? Black hair short, wearing a cream sweater?” She shook her head. “No one matching that description has come through this hallway in the last twenty minutes. Twenty minutes. My jaw clenched. She'd been gone longer than I realized. I moved toward the double leading outside. They slid open with a low hum, letting in the smell of rain on hot pavement. My eye

  • THE HARRISON HEIRESS   Chapter 25

    Kai’s POV Something had been gnawing at me since the dinner… A subtle, shifting unease I’d been trying to ignore. But it wouldn’t let me. I’d walked into that dinner certain—certain—that Lilian was the sister we'd been searching for. The timelines fit. The age. The resemblance. The strange coincidence. Even her story, despite the gaps, had aligned with too many pieces to ignore. But then… Everything went wrong. Instead of the moment I'd always pictured—Lilian and my mother looking at each other with that uncanny recognition, instead of warmth, or unease, or shock... There had been hostility. Suspicion. Accusations. My mother never fights with guests. But tonight? It was as if something inside her bristled the moment she saw Lilian. And Lilian— God. Lilian did not hold back either. By the end of the night, they weren't just uncomfortable around each other—they were convinced the other was lying. I had imagined my mother softening. Embracing her and asking

  • THE HARRISON HEIRESS   Chapter 24

    Freya’s POV Scarlett barely had time to knock before Mrs. Harrison swung the door open herself. “Oh, you’re here,” she said warmly, her eyes jumping from Scarlett to me—and then softening when they landed fully on me, as if she'd been waiting specifically for me. “Come in, come in. I've been excited all morning.” The foyer smelled faintly of jasmine and old books. Sunlight washed over the marble floors, and somehow everything about the mansion felt calmer than yesterday. Or maybe I felt Calmer, holding the address in my purse like a fragile promise. Scarlett stepped aside. “Mother, I'm dropping Freya off. You two have fun. Don't spoil her too much.” Mrs. Harrison clasped her chest theatrically. “Sacrlett, darling, I only spoil what deserves spoiling.” She winked at me, and my face heated. Scarlett laughed. “I’ll pick her up later. Try not to convert her into one of your charity automatons.” “Oh, hush,” Mrs. Harrison scoffed, swatting her daughter-in-law's arm. “Go.”

  • THE HARRISON HEIRESS   Chapter 23

    Freya’s POV I woke before the alarm. For the first time in a very long while, I didn't feel the usual heaviness pressing down on my chest. Maybe it was the afterglow of last night—the warmth of Mrs. Harrison’s embrace, the laughter around the table, Finn calling someone “grandma” without fear. Or maybe it was the quiet, stubborn hope blooming again in me, small but real. Either way, I lay there for a moment, watching Finn’s tiny fingers curled into the sleeve of my nightshirt. He must have held onto me all night. He twitched in his sleep, mumbling something about chocolate milk, and my heart squeezed in that painful, protective way it always does. I brushed his curls away from his forehead. “Wake up, sweetheart,” I whispered. “We have a very busy day ahead.” His eyes fluttered open, slow and sleepy. “Are we going to see Grandma today?” The word still startled me. Grandma. A name he said so naturally, like he had always had one. “Yes,” I said softly. “Afte

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    Freya’s POV Dinner didn't unfold as I had imagined. Not even close. Between Lilian’s lies and Sage’s bluntness — even though he’d spoken the truth — it still hurt. Not because he said it out loud, but because it reminded me of something I'd been trying not to face. “An outsider could look at my life once and see the mistreatment. Yet Malum… the man who vowed to love me… didn't care to notice at all.” But strangely, despite all of that, tonight was still the best dinner I'd had in years. No clients. No Fake smiles. No pretending to be the “perfect wife” for Malum’s image. For the first time in a long time… I could breathe. When Mrs. Harrison stood and told me, “Come dear, I want to show you something,” my heart fluttered. I didn't realize how desperately I needed kindness until she offered it to me. We walked through the hallways of their home — warm, lived-in, full of memories — the exact opposite of Malum’s cold, curated mansion. She pointed out portraits: grand

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