MasukElena was unable to hear anything.Not Lucas shouting.Not the security team going behind her.She wasn't even next to her when Damien was breathing.Only Richard's words echoed in her mind.Elena Hart is NOT the biological daughter of Lucia Hart."No."Her escape was like a hushed whisper.Richard smiled."Ask your father."Elena looked towards Damien."He's lying."Damien didn't answer."Damien."His eyes were fixed on Richard.How would you be able to tell that?Richard laughed.“For I was there.”Elena's stomach twisted."Where?"Jesus was born on the night of His birth.Silence.Elena thought that the room was spinning.“The first hospital I was born is Saint Gabriel hospital.”"Yes."I was born by my mother."No."Richard shook his head.Lucia had another child born.Elena's heart stopped."Then who am I?"Richard looked towards Damien."That's the question your mother died trying to answer."Sophia suddenly spoke."Richard, enough."He looked at her.You can't predict when this
The living room of the Blackwood Family Hall was more of a courtroom.Long mahogany table.Portrait of generations of the Blackwoods.Almost twenty members of the family family were present when Damien and Elena came in together.Whispers spread instantly.But it's the Hart girl, right?He is a murderer and his daughter is the daughter of the murderer."No...""The new wife."Sitting at the table's top was an old man with blue eyes and many white hairs.Victor Blackwood.Damien's grandfather.His gaze was fixed on Elena."So..."His voice was calm.This is Lucia's daughter.Elena froze.You knew my mother.I'm very familiar with her.She couldn't help but feel uneasy about the old man's look.It wasn't grief.It was regret.Victor indicated with two fingers that there were two empty seats."Sit."Damien and Elena didn't move.Damien spoke first."You removed me."I safeguarded the company.When I give my permission”Victor didn't answer.Instead, he found himself gazing on Elena.What
Damien's mind was never to be forgotten.You ask your grandfather, "who is your father?".First time in years he felt something he couldn't deny.Fear.Elena looked at her father and Damien."Say something."Damien put the phone back in her hands with his expression remaining unknown."It's a trick.""Is it?"Her father lowered his eyes and looked away.Damien demanded to him that she answer her."I can't."“Already, I have told you so.”I assured Lucia that I would come back to her.Elena stepped forward.These secrets have caused the death of my mother!Her eyes were filled with tears.“As I get closer to the truth, more people are injured.”Her dad closed his eyes."I know.""No, you don't."She was indicating to the broken doors of the chapel.I was kidnapped, they threatened me, Damien lost his job, my mother was murdered.Her voice broke.I'm out of protecting 'ghosts' business now.The chapel was still and there were ruins everywhere.Then, her father's voice was heard."Lucia
This was a time that Richard Blackwood had been waiting for a long time.It was very quiet in the old church.Elena's legs were on the stone floor."No..." she whispered.You should be dead!Richard chuckled.Everyone thinks that's what it is,".Her father, not coping with ropes tied on his wrist, was sitting behind her in the wooden chair."Elena!" he shouted. "Run!"Richard sighed.“Growing up, Daddy was always a drama king,”He dropped into his hand the old letter; he casually unfolded it.Yellow color and edges worn on the paper.This," he said, lifting it a little bit, "is why your mother passed away.She could hear a thumping noise in her ears."Give it to me.""I don't think so."She made another move again.Richard's smile disappeared.“If you do not do one more step your dad will die.”Elena froze.Her father looked at her with his head shaking furiously.Stay away from him, he will not give you any good advice.Richard circled around the altar, his eyes on Elena at all times
Elena couldn't move.The photo quivered in the middle of her palms.Her mother.A hospital.A baby.And the words that had broken down everything she believed in.SHE GIVEN HER LIFE FOR YOUR SISTER."Sophia?"The name barely escaped Elena's lips.Damien took the picture from her.Remember to not guess."How can I not?"“Since we don't know who this baby is.”So why did they write Sophia's name?"They didn't."Elena stared at him."Exactly."She took the photo away from him.The message is from my sister."Your stepsister."Elena's eyes narrowed."What difference does that make?""Everything."Damien gestured to the picture.If Sophia's not Lucia's real daughter, then the person who left her behind wants you to think she has something to do with your mother's death.Elena's stomach twisted.You're telling me Sophia isn't my sister?I'm telling you, we don't know.My father was her foster father."That doesn't make her your mother's daughter."Elena went silent.It never occurred to her
Elena read the sentence once again.INTERVIEW ELENA, ASK ELENA WHY HER MOTHER REALLY DIED.Her fingers became icy cold and hard.She gazed at Damien.Why this one says my mommy?He didn't answer."Damien."His eyes were glued to the picture."I don't know."“There's more to this than that.”"I know."Elena turned over the picture.Her mother's face was staring at her.Young.Beautiful.Alive.Elena was almost completely without memory of her mother.Only fragments.She was combing Elena's hair with a gentle touch, talking to the girl in a soft tone.The fragrance of jasmine.Though she feared thunderstorms, warm hands were wrapped around her.Then nothing.Elena's mom died when she was 6 years old.Her father says that a car accident caused her injuries.Her father said he believes she was hurt in an auto accident.That's what they told her to do.A simple accident.A tragic accident.Unintentionally caused accidents for which there was no information for the Blackwoods.However, someo







