Mag-log inCaleb pov I sat down across from her as she looked at me with full attention. It seems she had already decided to face this directly. "All of it," she said. "Don't hold anything back." "Your mother," I said, "had a younger sister named Elaine Voss. She was four years younger than Margaret, every account says she was quieter and more artistic than her sister." Bella folded her hands in her lap and said nothing. "Years ago, Elaine won a four-month arts fellowship in Geneva and she went. According to a cousin my investigator found, she came back changed. She was happier, but a different kind of quiet." I paused then continued. "Some months after she returned, she gave birth to a daughter. The birth certificate listed the father as unknown." Bella looked down at the desk between us. "When the baby was six months old," I said, "Elaine died from an undetected heart defect. She was only twenty-four." The room became completely quiet. "The baby," Bella said. "The baby was placed
Caleb pov "Sebastien Marchetti," the investigator said. He spelled the name. "Lyon, France. He is sixty-five and the chairman of Marchetti Group. It is one of the largest private conglomerates in Europe, covering private banking, real estate, and fashion. He was thirty-three when Bella was conceived. The fellowship records put him and Elaine in the same city for those four months." He paused then continued. "There is no sign he knows she exists. No contact, and no acknowledgement in any record." I wrote the name slowly, Sebastien Marchetti. "He was one of the twelve fellows," I said. "Yes. He is the only one who fits the timeline and the location perfectly. I checked the other eleven, and none of them match." I looked at my notepad. Elaine Voss, the fellowship. The baby, the heart defect, the money. Margaret raising her dead sister's daughter as a transaction. And at the bottom of the page, in my uneven handwriting: Sebastien Marchetti. "Thank you," I said. "Send me everything.
Caleb POV He called me two hours later."I have pieces," he said. "Not the whole picture." "Tell me the pieces." "Margaret's maiden name was Voss," the investigator said. "She had a younger sister named Elaine, who was quieter and artistic. Elaine went to Geneva on a four-month arts fellowship twenty-nine years ago. Six months after she came back, she gave birth to a baby girl. The father was listed as unknown." I wrote this down without speaking. "The child's name on that original registration," he said carefully. My pen stopped moving. "What is it?" "I don't have it yet," he said. "The original registration was filed in a different borough and later amended. I am tracing it now. I also found a death record for Elaine Voss. She died from an undetected heart defect when the baby was months old, she was only twenty-four." I looked at my notepad. Elaine Voss. Geneva. A baby with no listed father. Dead at twenty-four. "How long does it take to get the amended registration?" I ask
Caleb POVThe word that stayed with me was what Jade had said in the courtroom, right before the guards took her away. Stripped of all her composure, she had shouted, "You're not even my sister. Ask her what you really are."I had been standing in the gallery, three rows back. I watched Bella hold Jade's gaze for seconds. Then, Bella turned and walked toward me. I took her hand at the end of the aisle, and we walked out into the cold Tuesday afternoon. I didn't say anything about it because Bella said she didn't want to think about it, and I respected that.But the word stayed with me, I thought about it on the drive home. I thought about it that night while Bella slept and I couldn't. I thought about it the next morning at five-thirty over coffee, and by six, I had made a decision.The trial had produced hundreds of pages of paperwork—witness statements, forensic accounting, and communication logs from the remand facility. My legal team had read every page twice to prepare for testi
Bella POV Inside the office was Caleb, the deputy head—Mrs. Walcott, according to her lanyard—and Lena, who stood slightly apart with her tablet running a building schematic. Caleb turned when I came in. His face was composed, and his jaw was set. "He was at afternoon registration at 2:50," Caleb said. "No gate footage yet. Lena is pulling interior cameras." "That's thirty-two minutes," I said. "A full staff sweep is in progress," Mrs. Walcott said. "Every classroom, the sports hall, both toilet blocks." My phone rang. It was an unknown number but a number, with a local prefix so I answered. "Mrs. Black?" A young woman's voice sounded slightly breathless. "This is Miss Perry, the library assistant at Silverton Primary. I'm so sorry, I only just heard the office was looking for him. Tom is here with me. He has been here since half two. He's completely fine." I put my hand on the edge of the nearest desk. "He stayed behind to finish his Spinosaurus project," she continued. "H
Bella POVMonths laterThe merger documents were forty-seven pages long. I was on page thirty-one when my phone rang.It was Silverton Primary and the time was 3:22 PM.I answered on the second ring. "Mrs. Black, this is the main office," a woman said. "We need to let you know that Tom didn't board the afternoon bus."I stood up before she finished talking. My chair rolled back, and my hand reached for my jacket on the door hook. Every alarm in my body fired at once, but my voice came out steady. "When was he last seen?" I asked."We are checking our attendance records right now, Mrs. Black," she said but her voice sounded strained. "We will call you back as soon as we have a location. Please try to stay calm.""Check well," I said, but the line went dead.I hung up and instantly dialed Caleb as he answered on the first ring. "Tom didn't come home from school."There was silence on the line then Caleb said, "I'm moving. Where are you?""Leaving the office now," I said, I jabbed the
Bella POVI didn't see Caleb for the rest of the gala. He'd disappeared after his devastating revelation, leaving me to navigate conversations and networking while my mind spun with humiliation and anger.He'd heard me, he heard everything. By the time I made it back to the penthouse, it was past m
Bella pov The song was ending, our dance almost over, and I knew I should step away. But his arms were strong and warm around me, his scent was drowning me, and for just a moment, I let myself imagine what it would be like to give in. To let him kiss me in front of everyone, claim me publicly, mak
Bella pov I turned to find Ethan Pierce, CEO of Pierce Industries and one of the few self-made billionaires in the room. I'd met him a few times at business events, always found him charming and intelligent."Ethan, good to see you." I shook his hand. "You know Caleb Black?""We've met." Ethan's s
Bella POVI made it back to the penthouse in record time, my mind still spinning from what happened in the elevator. The kiss, the confession, the way my body had betrayed me completely.Tom was in the living room with Maya, building what appeared to be a penguin village out of blocks."Mommy!" He







