INICIAR SESIÓNThe morning after dinner, Amelia couldn't stop thinking about Alexander's strange behavior.
Something had changed between them. His eyes had followed her throughout the evening, and every time she tried to ask him a question, he found a way to avoid answering.
She sat behind her desk, staring at the documents in front of her. She had been working for almost an hour, but she hadn't managed to finish a single task.
Her thoughts kept returning to the photograph she had discovered in Alexander's private room.
Who was the woman standing beside him? And why did Alexander look so uncomfortable when she mentioned it?
Suddenly, her phone vibrated.
An unknown number appeared on the screen.
Unknown Number: You need to stop asking questions about the photograph.
Amelia frowned.
She read the message twice before another one appeared.
Unknown Number: Some secrets are better left buried.
Her fingers tightened around her phone.
"Who is this?" she whispered.
Before she could reply, someone knocked on her office door.
"Come in."
Alexander entered, holding a black envelope.
"Good morning, Amelia."
She quickly placed her phone face down on the desk.
"Good morning, Mr. Blackwood."
He noticed her nervous expression.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yes. Why wouldn't it be?"
He studied her for a moment.
"You're a terrible liar."
Amelia crossed her arms.
"Maybe you should stop asking so many questions."
A small smile appeared on his face.
"Interesting. You're starting to sound like me."
He placed the envelope on her desk.
"What's this?" she asked.
"An invitation."
"To what?"
"My family's private event this Saturday. You're coming with me."
Amelia looked at the envelope suspiciously.
"Why would you want me there?"
"Because there are people you need to meet."
"People who know about my family?"
Alexander's expression immediately changed.
For a moment, he didn't answer.
"Especially them."
Amelia stood up.
"Alexander, I need you to stop playing games with me. Ever since I found that photograph, you've been acting differently."
He looked directly into her eyes.
"Not everything is as simple as you think."
"Then explain it to me."
He remained silent.
Amelia shook her head in frustration.
"That's exactly what I mean. You expect me to trust you, but you won't tell me anything."
Alexander moved closer to her desk.
"Trust me when I say that I'm trying to protect you."
"Protect me from what?"
He looked away.
Before she could ask another question, he turned toward the door.
"Saturday. Seven o'clock. Don't be late."
"Alexander!"
He stopped but didn't turn around.
"Tell me the truth. What does my family have to do with yours?"
His voice became quieter.
"Your family has been connected to mine for a very long time, Amelia. Longer than you can imagine."
Then he walked away.
Amelia stared at the envelope for several seconds before opening it.
Inside was an elegant invitation decorated with golden letters. It included the address of the Blackwood mansion and the time of the event.
But something else was hidden beneath it.
A small photograph.
Amelia picked it up, and her heart began beating faster.
It was the same photograph she had discovered in Alexander's private room.
Except this time, someone had written a message on the back.
Ask Victoria Blackwood what happened that night.
Amelia slowly sat down.
Victoria Blackwood was Alexander's mother.
Why would someone want her to question Victoria?
And what had happened that night?
She turned the photograph over again, studying every detail. There were three people in the picture, but one person's face had been carefully covered with black ink.
Her phone vibrated once more.
Unknown Number: Saturday will change everything. Be careful who you trust.
Amelia immediately stood up and looked toward the office door.
Someone was watching her.
She knew it.
For the first time, she wondered whether accepting Alexander's invitation was a terrible mistake.
But she also knew she couldn't turn back now.
If the Blackwood family knew something about her mother, she was going to find out what it was.
No matter how many secrets stood in her way.
Saturday couldn't come soon enough.
CHAPTER 36 — ALEXANDER'S FATHERAlexander barely spoke during the drive back to the mansion.Daniel's photograph had confirmed what he had feared for days. His father had not simply known about the separation of the triplets. He had been directly involved in keeping them apart.Alexander kept his eyes on the road, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Every memory of his childhood seemed different now. He remembered the family dinners, the conversations about business, and the way his father always insisted that the Blackwood name came before everything else.He had once admired that confidence. Now he wondered how many lies had been hidden behind it.When they arrived, Alexander went straight to his father's private office.Amelia followed him."Alexander, wait."He turned."I need to hear the truth from him.""Then let me come with you."Alexander hesitated before nodding.His father's office was at the far end of the mansion. The older man was seated behind his desk, reading a docum
Chapter 35 — The Brother We LostAmelia had read Daniel's message at least twenty times.I want to meet you. But I won't come alone.She sat in the library with Charlotte beside her, waiting for Alexander to finish speaking with his security team. The thought of meeting their brother filled her with excitement, but there was also fear. Daniel had grown up believing his mother was dead and his sisters wanted nothing to do with him.How could they explain something that had happened before any of them could even speak?"Do you think he'll recognize us?" Charlotte asked.Amelia shook her head."He has never seen us before. But maybe he'll recognize something from our mother's photographs."Charlotte looked down at the bracelet on her wrist. It was the one she had kept since childhood, the only object connecting her to Isabelle."I wish she could be here.""She would have wanted this," Amelia whispered.Alexander entered the library."Daniel agreed to meet tomorrow afternoon. He chose a s
Chapter 34 — The Brother on the PhoneFor several seconds, nobody spoke.Alexander stared at his phone as if the call might begin again.Amelia was the first to break the silence."Was that really him?"Alexander nodded slowly."He said his name was Daniel Hale."Charlotte covered her mouth."Daniel."She had imagined this moment for years. She had pictured meeting her brother, asking him where he had been, and finally explaining that neither of them had been forgotten.But now that the possibility was real, she didn't know what to say.Alexander called the number back.It went straight to voicemail."He's probably using a temporary number," he said.Amelia took the phone from him."Send him a message. Tell him we only want to meet him."Alexander typed a short message and sent it.We are your family. Amelia and Charlotte are your sisters. We want to talk, but we won't force you to do anything.They returned to the mansion with the photographs and letters.Richard was waiting in the s
Chapter 33 — Box Number SeventeenThe storage facility stood on the edge of the city, hidden between old warehouses and abandoned commercial buildings.Alexander insisted on bringing his security team. Amelia disagreed at first, but she eventually understood that they couldn't take unnecessary risks.Charlotte came with them.Richard remained at the mansion to contact his attorney and investigate the signatures on the old document."Are you sure this is the right place?" Amelia asked as they entered the building.Alexander checked the address."According to Thomas, yes."A facility manager approached them."Can I help you?"Alexander presented the authorization document Thomas had left behind."We're looking for storage box seventeen. It belonged to Edward Laurent."The manager examined the paper and disappeared into the back office.A few minutes later, he returned with a key."Unit 117. Everything inside has been paid for, but no one has accessed it in years."Alexander took the key
Chapter 32 — The Man Who Knew EverythingThomas Hale arrived at the Blackwood mansion shortly after ten in the morning.He carried a leather briefcase and wore the calm expression of a man who had spent years keeping other people's secrets.Alexander greeted him in the main sitting room."Thank you for coming, Mr. Hale."Thomas nodded."I understand this concerns old family documents.""It concerns three children who were separated from their mother."For the first time, Thomas's expression changed.Only slightly, but Alexander noticed.Amelia entered the room with Charlotte and Richard behind her.Thomas looked at the two sisters standing together. His eyes moved from Amelia to Charlotte, then toward Richard."I see you've discovered quite a lot.""Not enough," Amelia replied. "We want to know what happened to Daniel."Thomas placed his briefcase on the table."Your grandfather, Edward Laurent, arranged several private agreements before his death. He believed the Laurent inheritance
Chapter 31 — The Attorney’s Brother Alexander stared at the message on his phone, reading it twice. Martin Hale. The name belonged to the man who had been following Charlotte. More importantly, Martin was the brother of Thomas Hale, the attorney who had handled several private agreements for the Laurent and Blackwood families years ago. “You’re telling me Thomas knew his brother was following Charlotte?” Amelia asked. “We don’t know that yet,” Alexander replied. “But I intend to find out.” Charlotte stood near the window, holding the photograph of Daniel. Her expression had changed since the previous night. She looked worried, but beneath the worry was something stronger. Determination. “I recognize the name Thomas Hale,” she said quietly. “I saw it on the document Mother kept hidden.” Richard turned toward her. “What document?” “The one listing the arrangements made after we were born







