Chapter 1152

Whitney just laughed when she heard that—an unsettling, cold laugh that sent shivers down everyone's spine. "I may not have a will," she said, her voice sharp, "but I do have something better—a living mother. Ludwik, put the video up!"

Ludwik, always the loyal assistant, nodded and hooked his phone to the big screen in the boardroom.

Whitney dialed the video call. The line connected instantly.

When the image popped up, jaws around the table just about hit the floor.

No one was more shocked than Florence. She stumbled backward, almost letting out a scream, grabbing onto Bryce like she'd seen a ghost. "Parisa... How is this possible?"

Bryce looked like he'd seen a ghost too. Parisa-alive, breathing, right there on the screen in a hospital bed, oxygen mask and all. Bryce felt a cold sweat break out down his back.

On screen, Parisa pulled off her oxygen mask, her face pale but unmistakably alive.

who'd met her before gasped in

Tennyson?

smiled, just a touch smug. "That's right. My mother

appeared at

spoke up, his tone crisp and professional. “Ms. Tennyson, are you conscious? Can you tell us who kidnapped

through the camera at Bryce and Florence like she could tear them apart with her gaze

She looked one second from bolting from the

Bryce's breathing was ragged.

you, forced you to sign over your inheritance in that old cave, and then

voice was barely a whisper, but

I'm your daughter!" Florence's face went red,

it to fake a DNA test back in Germany. I'd lost my memory then,

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