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The Photograph
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2026-10-08 10:12:39Geneva was quiet when Isla finally closed her laptop. She had spent most of the evening working and barely noticed how late it had become.
She reached for her phone just as a news alert appeared on the screen. A report about the Vega Foundation charity event in Vesper City caught her attention. She opened it without much thought.
Then she stopped.
Hazel stood beneath the ballroom lights, surrounded by some of the city's most influential people. Beneath the photograph was
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Lukas’s arrival briefly eased the tension in the ballroom. Isla seemed genuinely pleased to see him, displaying a warmth Cassian had not seen from her all evening.Dominic stepped forward. “Lukas, I’m glad you could make it.”“Sorry I’m late. The flight delay was unavoidable.” Lukas glanced at Isla. “At least I didn’t miss everything.”“Just most of the evening,” Isla teased.“Then I’ll have to make up for it another time.”His reply drew a small smile from her.Dominic glanced at the remaining guests. “We’ve had enough excitement for one night. Isla, we should leave.”She nodded. “Of course.”Lukas turned to her. “Would you like me to accompany you?”“Thank you, but I’m leaving with Dominic. I’ll be staying with him for now.”“I remember you mentioning that. I’m heading to my hotel, so I’ll walk out with you.”“That would be nice.”They joined Dominic and headed for the entrance, talking easily. Cassian watched as Isla relaxed in Lukas’s company. The guarded expression she had worn a
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The questions continued until Dominic took the microphone and raised a hand for silence.“I understand that many of you have questions, but the celebration is over. These matters must be addressed through the proper channels. Thank you for coming, and please respect everyone’s privacy while we handle the situation.”His announcement left little room for argument.The guests began to leave, whispering and casting curious glances at Isla. Reporters continued taking photographs until the staff ushered them out.The Vega family departed soon afterward. Franklin nodded to Dominic before turning to leave with Rosalyn and the others. Then he glanced at Cassian, who remained beside Sasha.“Cassian,” he called.Cassian looked at him. Franklin’s gaze briefly shifted to Sasha’s hand resting on Cassian’s arm, a silent reminder that their engagement and the agreement between their families remained in place despite Isla’s return.Cassian understood but said nothing.After Franklin left, Sasha turn
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The announcement sent a wave of disbelief through the ballroom.Whispers spread as the guests struggled to process the revelation. The woman they had known as Isla Marquez, long believed to be dead, was the true Aniela Delacroix, the missing heiress.Meanwhile, Hazel Elsdon, who had spent years claiming that identity, watched her carefully built position crumble before her eyes.The press, invited to cover the birthday celebration, had found a story far more significant than the event itself. Cameras turned toward Isla, and reporters began calling out questions.“Is she really the Delacroix heiress?”“Was Hazel Elsdon’s DNA report false?”Within minutes, the story began circulating online:Isla Marquez Returns as the Missing Delacroix Heiress.Hazel Elsdon’s Claim Challenged After Independent DNA Retest.Who Is the True Heiress to the Delacroix Fortune?Hazel stood rigidly beside the birthday table, her face burning with anger. Moments earlier, she had been the center of attention. No
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The ballroom doors opened, and a woman stepped inside, her champagne-gold gown catching the light. Her hair fell neatly over her shoulders, and she remained composed under the many eyes fixed on her.Two men followed a short distance behind, keeping discreetly in the background and leaving her to face the room alone.Conversations faded as the guests turned toward the unexpected arrival. Several recognized her from old photographs and news reports. Others stared, uncertain whether she was the woman they remembered or someone who merely resembled her.Then someone near the entrance whispered, “Is that Isla Marquez?”The name spread through the ballroom. The woman everyone had believed dead was standing before them.Franklin sat motionless, his gaze fixed on Isla. Beside him, Rosalyn stared at her in disbelief.“Is that really her?” she whispered.Franklin did not answer.Across the room, Fabian paled. His grip tightened around his glass, but he forced himself to remain composed. He cou
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By the time Spook pulled into the lakeside estate, the night had grown quiet. Warm lights glowed through the windows of the place that had sheltered Isla during her recovery after the accident.Elias was waiting near the entrance. His face brightened when she stepped out of the car. “Isla. It’s good to have you back.”“Thank you, Elias.”Mara appeared behind him and embraced her. “You look well. How was Geneva? Did you enjoy living there?”“I did. It took some time to adjust, but I found my footing. Work kept me busy, and I met some good people.”“Then you can tell us more after you’ve rested,” Mara said with a smile. “You’ve had a long journey.”Their familiar warmth eased some of the tension Isla had carried since arriving. For a moment, she could almost forget the complicated reason she had returned.Dominic was waiting in the living room. He rose to greet her, then asked how she was feeling.“Tired, mostly.”“Understandable. You can settle in tonight. We don't have to discuss anyt
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