The heat outside my penthouse windows was suffocating, but inside my chest, the cold phantom memory of dying at minus sixty degrees kept my mind dangerously sharp.Julian thought he was the master puppeteer, pulling my strings while Clara and Beatrice enjoyed the luxury of my family’s wealth. To keep them completely confident in their control, I needed to play the devoted, brainless heiress to perfection.At 10:00 AM, my penthouse doorbell rang.I took a deep breath, forcing my tense shoulders to drop, and deliberately loosened a few strands of hair around my face to look slightly flustered and unwell. When I opened the door, Clara stood on the threshold, dressed in a pastel designer suit, holding two iced lattes."Evie!" Clara squealed, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation and tossing her luxury handbag onto my leather sofa. "Julian told us you had a little dizzy spell this morning. Are you okay, sweetie? You look so pale!"Sweetie.Hearing that voice—the same voi
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