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Chapter 6

Thirty minutes later, Victoria’s “kidnapping” was blowing up across every platform–Instagram, TikTok, Twitter, even making breaking news on local stations.

In the livestream, her face appeared dramatically swollen from staged slaps, tears streaming perfectly as she sobbed: “Daddy! Caspian! Please help me–they’re going to kill me!”

Right on cue, her “kidnapper” made the planned slip, revealing me as the mastermind.

“Valentina Dagonet’s paying us good money for this,” a distorted voice growled, then feigned alarm. “Fuck–you didn’t hear that.”

Victoria seized the moment with remarkable theatricality. “Val, I understand you’re devastated about losing your spot at SAB. I know you resent me, but please–I forgive you! Let me go, not because I’m scared to die, but because I can’t bear to watch you destroy yourself like this!”

Dad joined the emergency livestream, his face twisted with fury as he shouted my name.

“VALENTINA! Release Victoria NOW! This has nothing to do with her–if you want revenge, come

after me instead!”

Caspian jumped in, his voice cracking with emotion: “Val, stop this insanity! What would Mom think seeing you like this? How could she ever rest in peace knowing what you’ve become?”

The hypocrisy was almost comical. They orchestrated my destruction, yet somehow I was the

villain?

Online, #Valentina TheMonster and #JusticeForVictoria were trending nationwide. Self–appointed vigilantes vowed to track my location and “make me pay” for my alleged crimes.

I’d originally planned to handle this quietly.

little production had just hit #1 on every trending list, with news networks

the story.

the security footage showing Victoria orchestrating the entire

world see the truth behind

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my phone, uninterested in the inevitable

hand on mine. “Ne t’inquiète pas, ma chérie.

for that contemptible excuse for a father,” his voice hardened, the French accent becoming more pronounced, “I will use every resource of the Rousseau Group to

closed my eyes, exhaustion washing over me. “Merci, Grand–père.”

softened. “If only Élise were

I believed horrible lies about my own daughter. I let that bastard Dagonet turn me against

come for her

grants second chances, does

watching Paris recede

in Monaco and trafficked to Ukraine. Despite growing up in crushing poverty, her brilliant mind earned her a full scholarship to

Stanford.

located her after seventeen years

of the Rousseau Group, France’s oldest luxury conglomerate and one of Europe’s most powerful business empires. After losing his daughter, he’d adopted another girl to inherit

displaced heiress–the true daughter found too late, while another

learned exactly what happened between

only knew that after marrying Dad, she severed all ties with her

anyone that her father controlled one of the world’s most prestigious luxury

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empires.

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