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“Are you planning to stay away from that too?” I had already bought my ticket. At the cemetery, I knelt in front of my mother's headstone. Seraphina was waiting. She greeted me with a soft smile, but jealousy sat plainly behind it. “People are saying you got those deals by sleeping with the right people,” she said with a sigh. “A decent woman should not mix with those kinds of men. You have made Dad look bad.” Then her eyes moved to Declan. “All your hard work was just a trick to get a man's attention. Dad has already found you a new fiancé. Starting tomorrow, Miami is mine.”

There goes the No public knowledge down the fucking drain. “Niccola Fairchild, daughter of Monica Sutclife, who recently married Magnat Cole Sutcliffe, joining their fortune, is photographed kissing Phillip Price. Will the next marriage join the most popular families in New York?” I read and close my eyes for a few seconds, not believing what I am seeing.

he conceded, holding up his hands in mock surrender. A comfortable silence settled between them for a moment until he spoke again. "About that kid from earlier..." Cyan looked up from the apple. "Zendaya." "Yeah. Where is she?" "She’s with your brother right now." "Is she really our daughter?" Cyan hesitated. Technically, Zendaya was Zach’s daughter, but she wasn't hers. The truth was a tangled web. "She is..." Cyan said carefully. "She is your daughter... but with someone else.”

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

Luna grunted coldly and walked over to take the woman’s arm. She looked at Nicole with raised eyebrows and said in a smug tone, “Nicole, does she still need to be introduced? She’s the daughter of HS Corporation’s Chairman, the big movie star who won many film awards, Jenny Lynch!” ‘Oh, I remember now. She’s that big-name celebrity who completely relies on reality shows and her persona to squeeze into the ranks of first-tier actresses, whose sh*tty acting skills are criticized... That Jenny Lynch?’ However, Nicole was focused on her other identity. ‘Daughter of HS Corporation’s Chairman?’

“It’s a pleasure to have you all today. As you all know, it’s my daughter’s 24th birthday. A daughter who is now the active CEO of Cybernix Enterprise and a daughter you all have never met.” He continued talking as I moved closer to the top of the stairs, ready to descend when he says my name. “I’ll like you all to welcome my beautiful daughter Jessica Hart.” He said, and the applause came as expected and I made my way slowly down the stairs as my heels clicked against the marbles. One thing I couldn’t miss as I walked majestically was their whispers and glances being exchanged among the crowd. Some looked impress others looked curious.

There hadn't been anyone left at the Larson residence; Finn had passed away. One day, many years later, Catherine had happened to see Jessica on TV. Upon seeing the latter's familiar birth mark—a tiny mole at the corner of her eye—Catherine had identified Jessica as her daughter. She left the living room without a look at anyone else.