The ambulance siren faded, but the chaos at the Sterling mansion was just beginning. My adoptive sister, Charlotte, had slit her wrist, her note simply stating my name: "Ava." Suddenly, I was standing in the opulent living room, the one where they' d celebrated my adoption five years ago, now a courtroom where I was on trial. My adoptive mother, Eleanor, shrieked, her perfectly manicured hand trembling as she pointed at me. "She loved you. She looked up to you. And you did this to her." Richard Sterling, my adoptive father and a man whose tech empire I was secretly working to expose, stepped forward, his face a thundercloud of rage. "Don' t lie to me, Ava. Charlotte' s note was clear. You' ve been tormenting her." Even Ethan, my usually kind adoptive brother, turned away. "I can' t believe I ever trusted you." The betrayal from him cut deeper than the accusations. Eleanor sobbed, "She' s a fragile girl. You, you' re strong. You preyed on her weakness." Then, Richard' s hand connected with my cheek, the slap echoing in the cavernous room. "You will stay in your room," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "You will not leave. You will not speak to anyone." Locked in my room, Agent Hayes' s immediate message flashed in my mind: Extraction denied. Maintain cover. Sterling is planning something big. We need you inside. My mission, meant to expose Richard, had not only imploded, but had trapped me deeper in their twisted web. I was meant to stay. I was meant to endure. But as Richard' s chilling voice carried through the door later that night, confirming his plan to freeze my accounts and leave me with nothing, I knew one thing: I had to get out.
The ambulance siren faded, but the chaos at the Sterling mansion was just beginning.
My adoptive sister, Charlotte, had slit her wrist, her note simply stating my name: "Ava."
Suddenly, I was standing in the opulent living room, the one where they' d celebrated my adoption five years ago, now a courtroom where I was on trial.
My adoptive mother, Eleanor, shrieked, her perfectly manicured hand trembling as she pointed at me.
"She loved you. She looked up to you. And you did this to her."
Richard Sterling, my adoptive father and a man whose tech empire I was secretly working to expose, stepped forward, his face a thundercloud of rage.
"Don' t lie to me, Ava. Charlotte' s note was clear. You' ve been tormenting her."
Even Ethan, my usually kind adoptive brother, turned away. "I can' t believe I ever trusted you."
The betrayal from him cut deeper than the accusations.
Eleanor sobbed, "She' s a fragile girl. You, you' re strong. You preyed on her weakness."
Then, Richard' s hand connected with my cheek, the slap echoing in the cavernous room.
"You will stay in your room," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "You will not leave. You will not speak to anyone."
Locked in my room, Agent Hayes' s immediate message flashed in my mind: Extraction denied. Maintain cover. Sterling is planning something big. We need you inside.
My mission, meant to expose Richard, had not only imploded, but had trapped me deeper in their twisted web.
I was meant to stay. I was meant to endure. But as Richard' s chilling voice carried through the door later that night, confirming his plan to freeze my accounts and leave me with nothing, I knew one thing: I had to get out.
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