LOGIN"She's been living in your house for eighteen years, and you've all been calling her by the wrong name."Evelyn's words struck Ava like a slap.For a moment, Ava could only stare at her aunt. The baby stirred in her arms, but she barely noticed."Who are you talking about?" she demanded.Evelyn smiled. "You heard me.""Stop playing games!""Then stop asking questions you already know the answers to."Ava's mind raced through every face she had known while growing up. Every relative who had visited their home. Every person who had comforted her after her father's supposed death. Every woman who had treated her like family.Then one face surfaced.Ava's breath caught."No," she whispered.Chloe slowly lifted her head from the cabinet. Her cheeks were wet with tears, and her hands trembled."Ava?"Ava ignored her.She looked at Evelyn, terrified of the
For several seconds, nobody spoke.Ava stared at her mother, trying to understand what Lucas had just revealed. Elena stood beside her, one hand pressed against the laboratory table, her face pale with shock."That's impossible," Chloe whispered. "Mom is standing right here."Lucas's voice crackled through Damien's phone."I'm telling you what the cameras show. A woman who looks exactly like Elena Blackwood entered the mansion through the private elevator three minutes ago. Security recognized her face, and the system granted her access."Damien snatched the phone closer."Lock down the mansion. Nobody enters or leaves until we know who she is.""I tried. Someone has overridden the security system. I'm locked out.""Then find another way in."The call ended.Damien turned toward Elena, his expression hardening."Start talking. Who else knows your identity?"Elena sho
"You were never supposed to survive."Elena's words hung in the air.Chloe stood frozen beside the desk, her face drained of color. Ava stared at her mother, struggling to reconcile the woman before her with the mother she had spent years believing was dead."Mom?" Ava whispered.Elena finally turned toward her.For a moment, the hardness in her eyes disappeared. She looked at Ava with a tenderness that made Ava's chest ache."My darling."Ava rushed forward, nearly stumbling as she threw her arms around her mother. She had imagined this moment countless times, but nothing had prepared her for the reality of feeling Elena's arms around her again."You were alive," Ava sobbed. "You were alive all this time, and you let me believe you were dead."Elena closed her eyes."I'm sorry.""Sorry?" Ava pulled away, tears streaming down her face. "Do you know what I went through? I grew
Ava stared at the tiny photograph inside the pendant.It was a picture of her as a newborn, wrapped in a white blanket with a silver bracelet around her wrist. She recognized the crescent-shaped birthmark near her left shoulder, the same mark she had carried her entire life.But there was something else.Behind the baby in the photograph stood a woman whose face had been scratched out.Ava's fingers trembled."Who put this inside the pendant?" she whispered.Nobody answered.Then she looked at Chloe."Tell me the truth. Who are you?"Chloe's eyes filled with tears. "Ava, please.""Don't call me that!" Ava snapped. "My mother left a message warning me not to trust the daughter who calls me sister. Now we have a photograph of me as a newborn inside this baby's pendant. Three girls were born on the same night, and your name is connected to a missing medical record. Tell me what you know!
Margaret's hand went limp. For several seconds, Ava couldn't move. She stared at the woman who had spent years hiding the truth, who had manipulated lives and guarded secrets, and who had finally died trying to reveal something that could destroy them all. "Margaret?" Chloe whispered. She dropped to her knees beside her mother, shaking her shoulder desperately. "Mom, wake up! You can't leave me like this. Not now!" There was no response. Ava tightened her hold on the baby girl. The child had stopped crying and was staring up at her with wide, innocent eyes, completely unaware of the blood surrounding her. Your daughter. Margaret's final words kept repeating in Ava's mind. But what had she meant? The baby was supposed to be Margaret's daughter. Yet the medical records connected the child to Ava's bloodline, and Margaret had insisted that the truth was hidden somewhere Ava's mother had placed it. Inside her. Ava swallowed hard. "Damien," she whispered, "what if
The room went completely silent.Ava stared at Margaret.Then at the baby in her arms.Then back at Margaret.“Your daughter?”Margaret nodded.Tears filled her eyes.“Yes.”Ava shook her head slowly.“But Adrian said she was mine.”“He lied.”“He said she carried my blood.”“She does.”Ava's confusion deepened.Margaret stepped closer.“That is what makes this so complicated.”Ethan moved beside Ava.“Start from the beginning.”Margaret looked at him.“Six years ago, Adrian discovered that your grandfather had hidden a second inheritance clause. He knew the Blackwood bloodline alone wasn't enough.”“What did he need?” Damien asked.“A child connected to both families.”Ava frowned.“And that's where this baby comes in?”Margaret nodded.“She was born







