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Chapter 21: Love Under Fire
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The weight of everything pressing down on me made the halls of the Callahan estate feel narrower, suffocating. I had spent the last few days seeking allies among the family, hoping to find even a small shred of support, but the reality was worse than I had feared. Marcus may be in prison, but his influence was far from gone. It felt like his shadow loomed over every corner of this estate, and I could never tell who was genuinely on my side. I sat across from Charles, Victor’s trusted lawyer—the one person who had helped me prove my connection to my father and had brought me into the estate. He had always been reliable in the past, and I hoped, perhaps foolishly, that he could help me now. “I’ve come to you because I need your help, Charles,” I said, my voice steady despite the uncertainty clawing at me. “I need to take down Marcus, and I can’t do it alone. You’re the only one who understands the full extent of my father’s business dealings. You must know something that could give u
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The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of the Callahan estate as I sat at the edge of the leather couch in the drawing room, my fingers tracing the edge of the folder Charles had handed me. The room was cold despite the warm hues of the decor, and the weight of the day hung heavy on my shoulders. It had only been a few hours since whispers about me had started circulating, whispers Victoria had undoubtedly planted.When Charles, the family’s trusted lawyer, arrived, his grave expression only confirmed my fears. He placed his briefcase down on the coffee table and sat opposite me, his piercing eyes locking with mine.“We need to talk,” he began, his voice calm but firm.I nodded, gesturing for him to continue.“This morning, I was presented with documents suggesting you may have falsified your DNA results and fabricated your connection to Victor Callahan,” Charles said, his tone neutral but his words sharp enough to make me flinch.“Fabricated?” I echoed, my voice trembling.
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The weight of everything pressing down on me made the halls of the Callahan estate feel narrower, suffocating. I had spent the last few days seeking allies among the family, hoping to find even a small shred of support, but the reality was worse than I had feared. Marcus may be in prison, but his influence was far from gone. It felt like his shadow loomed over every corner of this estate, and I could never tell who was genuinely on my side. I sat across from Charles, Victor’s trusted lawyer—the one person who had helped me prove my connection to my father and had brought me into the estate. He had always been reliable in the past, and I hoped, perhaps foolishly, that he could help me now. “I’ve come to you because I need your help, Charles,” I said, my voice steady despite the uncertainty clawing at me. “I need to take down Marcus, and I can’t do it alone. You’re the only one who understands the full extent of my father’s business dealings. You must know something that could give u
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I sat in my room, the dim glow of the table lamp casting long shadows on the walls. The once-cozy space now felt suffocating, a prison where my thoughts turned darker with each passing minute. I leaned back in my chair, my fingers gripping the armrests tightly as I stared at the stack of documents on my desk—proof of Marcus and Victoria’s relentless efforts to destroy me.The whispers of betrayal echoed in my mind. The staff, who once treated me with kindness, now avoided my gaze. It was as if the rumors Marcus had planted about me had seeped into the very walls of the Callahan estate, tainting everything. Being the illegitimate child of the late Victor had always made me an outsider, but now it felt like I didn’t belong here at all.I sighed heavily, resting my head in my hands. How did it come to this?My phone buzzed on the desk, shattering the oppressive silence. I hesitated before picking it up, dreading yet another piece of bad news. It was Adrian.“Hey,” I answered, trying to s
