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The room became completely silent.My grandfather stood in the doorway with several men behind him.Beside him was Daniel.And for the first time, I understood that the man I had once trusted had been hiding far more than I could imagine.Alexander stepped in front of me.“You're not taking her.”My grandfather smiled.“You still think you have a choice?”Jonathan moved beside his son.“Leave them alone.”My grandfather looked at him.“You should have stayed dead.”Jonathan's expression hardened.“I've spent twenty-five years watching you destroy our families.”“And now you're going to stop me?”“Yes.”My grandfather laughed.“You're too late.”He pointed toward me.“Emma belongs to this family.”I shook my head.“I don't belong to you.”His smile disappeared.“You will.”Alexander grabbed my hand.“Don't listen to him.”My grandfather looked at our joined hands.“That marriage was supposed to be temporary.”Alexander's eyes narrowed.“It stopped being your plan the moment we fell in

Three months had passed since Victor and my grandfather were arrested.For the first time in years, our family finally had peace.The investigation had exposed everything—the secret accounts, the illegal transactions, the accident, and the plan behind my marriage to Alexander.But there was one thing the investigation couldn't explain.How could a marriage that had been planned by someone else become the greatest love of my life?I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the simple white dress I was wearing.It wasn't a wedding dress.Not yet.But tonight was special.Alexander had asked me to meet him at the Blackwood estate.I had no idea why.“Emma?”I turned.My mother stood at the doorway.“You look beautiful.”“Thank you.”She smiled.“Are you nervous?”“A little.”“Why?”“I don't know what Alexander is planning.”My mother laughed softly.“Maybe that's the point.”I smiled.After everything we had been through, seeing my mother happy again still felt strange.But it was a good

The rain poured heavily against the windows of the penthouse.She stood beside the floor-to-ceiling glass, staring at the city lights below. Everything looked beautiful from that height, yet her heart felt strangely heavy.After everything that had happened, she still couldn't understand why he had suddenly become distant.For the past three days, the CEO who had once followed her everywhere had barely spoken to her.He left early.He came home late.And whenever she asked what was wrong, he simply answered, "I'm busy."She clenched her hands."Is this really how our marriage is going to be?"Behind her, the door opened.She turned around.He walked inside, his black suit slightly wet from the rain. His expression was unreadable."You haven't eaten," he said.She stared at him. "Neither have you.""I'm fine.""No, you're not."He stopped.For a moment, their eyes met.There was something in his gaze she had never seen before.Fear.She slowly approached him."What happened?""Nothing.

The car stopped in front of the penthouse building.Before the engine was completely off, she had already reached for the door handle."Wait."Her husband's voice stopped her.She turned around."Stay beside me."She nodded.The fear in his eyes was impossible to ignore.They entered the penthouse together.The moment the elevator doors opened, two security guards were waiting."Sir," one of them said, "we secured the room.""Where's the package?""In the living room."He immediately took her hand."Don't touch anything."They walked inside.A small brown box sat on the coffee table.Nothing about it looked unusual.No name.No return address.Just her name written across the top.She stared at it."That's my handwriting."Her husband looked at her."What?""The way my name is written."She stepped closer."Whoever sent this knows me."He immediately signaled the security team."Open it."One guard carefully cut through the tape.Inside was an old photograph wrapped in black cloth.Th

She stared at her phone long after the call had ended.I'm Elena.Those two words had shaken her more than anything she had learned that night.Her twin sister was alive.After twenty-three years of believing she was an only child, she suddenly discovered that somewhere in the world lived a woman who shared her blood, her childhood memories, and perhaps even the same face.But there was something else.Elena had told her not to trust her husband.She slowly looked at him.He was standing a few feet away, watching her carefully."Who called?"She swallowed."An unknown number.""What did she say?"She hesitated."I couldn't hear clearly."His eyes narrowed."You don't have to hide anything from me."She looked away."I know."But she couldn't bring herself to tell him.Not yet.The old man who had given them the records quietly stepped forward."You should leave."Her husband looked at him."Why?""Because if your sister has contacted her, someone else may already know you're here."He