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Chapter 16: The Shadow at the Door

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-29 02:31:33

The drive back from the clinic was unusually peaceful. Leo had finally succumbed to a nap, his small head lolling against Julian’s shoulder in the back of the Maybach. Julian looked down at the boy, then at Elara, whose hand was resting tentatively on his knee. For a few miles, the empire felt small, manageable, and filled with light.

That peace shattered the moment the car pulled into the private underground garage of the Sterling Penthouse.

Usually, the garage was a tomb of silence, occupied only by Julian’s collection of matte-black Italian sports cars. But today, a bright red convertible was parked haphazardly across two stalls. Standing beside it was a woman who looked like she had stepped off a runway in Milan—tall, blonde, and wearing a coat that probably cost more than Elara’s first car.

"Julian!" she called out, her voice a sharp, melodic chime that echoed off the concrete walls.

Julian’s hand tightened on Elara’s. His face went from relaxed father to defensive warlord in a heartbeat. "Marcus, keep the doors locked."

"Who is that?" Elara whispered, her heart beginning to hammer a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

"Sienna Rossi," Julian muttered, his voice a low growl. "A daughter of the Rossi shipping dynasty. We... we had a brief arrangement two years ago. It was purely corporate, Elara. A social convenience."

"She doesn't look like a 'social convenience' right now," Elara noted, watching as Sienna marched toward the car, ignoring Marcus’s attempt to intercept her.

Julian sighed, the weight of his past returning to haunt the present. "Stay here. I’ll handle this."

He stepped out of the car, his presence immediately filling the garage. "Sienna. You’re trespassing. I believe our 'arrangement' ended when you moved to Paris last spring."

Sienna didn't look at Julian. Her eyes were fixed on the tinted window of the Maybach, where Elara’s silhouette was visible. A cruel, knowing smile curved her red lips.

"I heard the news, Julian. The 'Secret Baby.' The 'Struggling Assistant.' It’s all very... Dickensian," Sienna laughed, flicking a stray hair over her shoulder. "But I think you’ve forgotten something important. Or rather, someone."

"I haven't forgotten anything," Julian said, his voice dropping to a dangerous level. "Leave. Now."

"I can't do that," Sienna said, reaching into her designer bag and pulling out a legal-sized envelope. "Because while you were busy playing house with your little charity case, my lawyers were finalizing the DNA results for my son. The one I’ve been raising in Switzerland for the last fourteen months."

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. Inside the car, Elara felt the oxygen leave the air. Another child?

"You’re lying," Julian said, though a flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. "We were careful. And you never said a word."

"I didn't need your money then, Julian. But now that your father is out and the Sterling throne is vacant... well, my son is a year younger than that little boy in the car. He’s the fresh start the board is looking for."

Sienna stepped closer, her perfume cloying and heavy in the stagnant air of the garage. "Tell me, Julian. Is the penthouse big enough for two heirs? Or am I going to have to kick the 'Pauper Princess' out onto the street myself?"

Julian didn't answer. He looked back at the car, at Elara’s pale face behind the glass. The "Domestic Bliss" of the morning was gone, replaced by a new, more calculated war.

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