The rain had finally stopped.For the first time in days, silence settled over the Virelli estate without the constant rhythm of water striking the windows. Yet Seraphina found no peace in it.She stood alone in Lucien’s private archive, surrounded by shelves filled with decades of carefully preserved files. Every document represented someone’s secret, someone’s betrayal, someone’s carefully buried truth.And somewhere among them was the answer she had spent ten years searching for.Her father.The man she had loved.The man she had mourned.The man she no longer recognised.She reached for another thick folder marked only with a faded date.Nine years before his death.Inside were photographs from charity galas, corporate meetings and diplomatic receptions. Her father smiled in every one of them, charming and confident, shaking hands with politicians, businessmen and foreign investors.Nothing unusual.Until she reached the final photograph.Her breath caught.The picture showed her
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