Buried In Deception

ing from the heavens. Rain lashed against the mansion windows as if

Her clothes clung to her skin, but she barely felt the chill. Her mind was a maelstrom, her body moving

only one with

e image of her mother's face, cold and unreadable; Nathaniel's smirk; and E

eli

the top of the stairs, her hair disheveled fr

Amelia said, voice b

ly. "I didn't expect you

"He said I wasn't the only one. That

hardened. "You think

t at me when he said it. I think there's someon

in hand. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, his sleeves

something

threw the folder onto the table, and old documents spilled ou

ith the Sinclair trust funds: Daniel Rhys. He worked

That name... Rhys. I

private estate outside Marseille. One that matches

o, what? He was... a

tated. "Or

nce was

ese were signed by someone calling themselves 'V.' Look." She tur

ack. "That's Viv

ghtly different. Same style... but look at the tail

y. "You think it's someo

her," Charlotte said. "

ther never mentioned... or someone

or creaked open.

face ghostly pale. Her presence f

"You're pulling at threads t

r start talking

ronica. She was brilliant, cruel, and dangerous. She was invo

d. She sank into a ch

?" she w

I faked his death and took him

ed. "So Amelia

oked straight a

sto

dn't speak. The world reel

u as Amelia Hastings. You were my second chanc

voice cracking. "Why didn't

never stop hunting you. You're the key to an inherita

eadlights beamed through the curtains-several bla

ed Ethan's arm.

n compartment in the bookshelf and pulling

e to protec

aunt-with wide, tear-filled eyes.

ed you. Because the truth was never

open, and a flood of

iling itself anymore-it w

d be the price

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