The London Legacy

blestone streets, damp from the light drizzle that had just kissed the earth. Alexander stood bef

new that Evelyn and James would never let him face this without their protection. In the end,

cathedral. His footsteps echoed against the stunning marble floor, while the towering wall

the altar, a shadowed

the voice resonated-de

re him. His hair had turned white, his face was lined with wrinkles t

sked, keeping his distance

little importance to me. What matters is

you claim to know something about me, then tell me-wh

f a truth long buried. The Fairfax family did not simply disappear-the

owed hard. "Cha

.. you must understand, Alexander, that Fairf

g revelation. "That's impossible. I am a Sterling!

Who told you that? Your ancestors? The history written b

r words. He had no answer

exander. "These documents will answer the questions in your mind. But be war

walked toward the cathedral's side door. In the blink of an e

-doubt about everything he had ever believed. Watching the mysterious man disappear,

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nd James turned to him wi

ay?" Evelyn as

ope in his hands. "He said...

his brows. "Wha

e. Inside were several aged documents-birth records, family

ndmother, Margaret Sterling, was actually Margaret Fairfax. She married a Sterling after

e rightful heir of the Sterling family, a billionaire with a business empire. But if Fairf

over his. "Alexander, what wil

find Charlotte Fairfax. I need to hear the truth from someone who is still al

ement. "Then we leav

and drove toward a fate that would change their liv

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ture, its grand structures illuminated along the streets. Evelyn gazed out the window, admiring the cobblestone road

the Royal Crescent. Meanwhile, Alexander still

in her family's old house, by the River Avon," Alexander

ou sure she'll welcom

longer. If she's the only one who can explain

der stepped out of the car. Evelyn and Jam

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ctorian mansion surrounded by towering iron gates. Light still glowed

gate, preparing to knock,

ected," Jame

em. On the front porch stood an elderly woman in a long, dark purple

her voice low yet commanding.

owed hard. "Cha

for them to enter. Evelyn cast a wary glance at Al

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e and bookshelves lining the walls. Charlotte settled into a large a

s gripping a cup of freshly brewed tea.

hese at St. Paul's Cathedral. A mysterious old man gave th

truth, Alexander? Very well. Listen carefully-because this is

ep breath bef