The Secret of the Forgotten Heiress

emn quiet, as if every wall held a secret. Lily stood in the center of the great hall, her gaze drifting over the imm

of the ancient wood beneath her fingers. This manor wasn't just a ho

rter, the manor's housekeeper, stood a few

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nodded

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arble floor. Doors opened into richly decorated sitting rooms, libraries with shelves filled with leather-

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ht of the afternoon, illuminating a jungle of lush plants. Wicker armchairs were arranged aroun

ands. As soon as she caught sight of Lily, she put her cu

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truth was, she didn'

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is shoulder, an almost affectionate

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ly alone in the conservatory, wi

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soft light bathed the faces of the Richmont ancestors. She stopped in front of one of

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simple black dress. Her gray hair was pulled

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life, she replied, coming

in this woman's voice. A fam

Lily murmured as she

replied. She was strong, intell

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around, as if afrai

here. Things no one

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kind of

tsteps in the hallway silenced her. She stepped

iss. Some truth

aving her alone in front

a long moment, her

thing wa

y she felt that this mansion hid m