The Stolen Legacy

is how

to no one in particular. Rain soaking

ced to six feet unde

ound, swallowed by a hole that felt too

ting the injustice. Raindrops trialed down the polished mahogany c

d into the ground like he was nothing

sides. She didn't bother with an umbrella. The rain drenched

ered condolences asides members from the company, just the drooling voice of the

ay, observing. Tall, sharp-featured, eyes like ice... calculating. He did

didn't

as it disappeared. With it, went

ued orphan who was raised to power. Top of her class, ran part of his business at

she was hi

she knew w

the

if hiding it could make it less real. But

pted daughter, I leave my

s are to be transferred to my bio

mily murmured, surprised

g a biological daughter. Never slipped up

ake sense,

were ironclad. Signed,

, vaporized wit

awyer, Mr. Cabrera had only offered a polite shr

ore his death," he said, not meeting

footsteps

voice called, kil

urned

mune to grief. He didn't flinch at her bloodshot eyes.

at his wa

our departure from th

nked. "De

e. "You mean... I'm

ss Chloe arrives tomorrow, she's reque

to vanish? This isn't a job

inside her coat, k

l of it? I don't even ge

llowance," Cabrera extended a bro

t it, like it

hout emotion. "We all h

like she hadn't already bu

't say t

ence screamed at her. The opulence, the marble floors, gold chandeliers, Velvet stairs run

music, birthday dinners, and the quiet father-da

host, packing slow

o of Robert, her gra

atches or diamond jewelries, not the hand

e. Every Sunday they played duets, with his g

railing her finger

ed one, n

, still nothing b

so soon

he shadows. Smooth, accent

a wife, Robert married late in life.

f wine in her hand. Her black morning dress clung onto her

sted. Fingers curled tightly

u slithered o

raising slowly, sau

thing told me I should see it for myself.

reath. "I didn't ex

her head, smi

, if you ask me. Taking in strays, mouldin

n, He knew bl

d. "He never treate

t," Erica replied, rising with a feline gr

forward, her v

om you. But from him, I wou

r head with fei

riting the feature..

cracked li

tightened, but

you saw something in

ropped. She took a step closer, lowering her voi

see you anywhere near this estate, or any remnants of this

f you. And trust me sweetheart, grie

Not until the taxi turned onto the main road and H

otel with flickering light

year ago, she would have been greeted

w face, another stran

athroom mirror, her makeup had smudged. Her ha

am I

ney. It was enough to live on for a few months. I

aced it inside the drawer, rig

at doesn't require a pedigree or connections. She submitted her res

d for more

her pride and searched for something she never thought she'd

on-light club in Makati. Her heels clicked on t

eather jacke

u Al

holding the door open. "Here we don't

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