Chapter 5 - My CFO Held My Daughter at Gunpoint and Revealed Why Grace Had Spent Seven Years Hiding Both Girls“Dad!”
Lily screamed.
My heart stopped.
Michael held her tightly.
She was terrified.
“Let her go.”
Michael shook his head.
“You don't understand.”
“I understand enough.”
“Do you?”
He pointed the weapon toward me.
“Your father built this company.”
“No.”
“He built the structure.”
“I built the company.”
“You inherited his mistake.”
“What mistake?”
“Trusting people.”
Marcus stepped back.
“What are you doing?”
Michael looked at him.
“You failed.”
“I protected them.”
“You failed.”
Marcus moved.
Michael fired.
Marcus fell.
I screamed.
“Marcus!”
Michael grabbed Lily and ran.
I chased.
The warehouse erupted into chaos.
Security arrived.
Michael escaped through the loading dock.
Lily was gone.
I found Marcus bleeding.
“Where did he take her?”
He gasped.
“The safe house.”
“Where?”
“Old Blackwood estate.”
“Why?”
“Because… the original records.”
I called Daniel.
“Find the estate.”
We found it abandoned.
Inside was a locked room.
A nursery.
Two cribs.
Photographs.
Grace had prepared it for both girls.
There was a letter.
For my daughters.
I opened it.
Grace's handwriting.
If Marcus is reading this, you have already betrayed us.
My heart stopped.
Caleb will think I died.
Let him believe it.
He must not be followed.
The children must survive.
Then:
One day he will find them.
I cried.
The next page:
I am sorry I cannot be there.
But I love you.
At the bottom was one sentence.
Trust the man who gives you a choice.
I looked at Daniel.
“What does that mean?”
He shook his head.
Then another door opened.
My father stepped inside.
Alive.
Older.
But unmistakable.
I couldn't move.
“Dad?”
He nodded.
“I should have told you.”
“You should have done a lot of things.”
“Yes.”
“Where's Lily?”
“Michael has her.”
“Then help me.”
He stepped forward.
“I will.”
“Why did you let me believe you died?”
“Because Marcus was not the only enemy.”
“Who else?”
“The organization.”
“What organization?”
“The Blackwood Consortium.”
He explained.
My grandfather had created it.
My father inherited it.
Then tried to leave.
The consortium controlled banks.
Healthcare.
Logistics.
Government contracts.
They wanted Lawson Holdings.
They wanted the girls as leverage.
Grace discovered them.
My father helped her hide.
Michael betrayed them.
Marcus became involved.
Everything connected.
But one thing still made no sense.
“Why was Emma taken?”
My father looked at me.
“Because Grace discovered the biological ownership clause.”
“What?”
“The company isn't only controlled by shares.”
“There is a bloodline clause.”
“Emma and Lily are twins.”
“They were the last legal heirs.”
“The consortium needed one removed.”
I stared.
“Which one?”
“Emma.”
“Why?”
“She was the firstborn.”
I froze.
Emma had legal priority.
If she died, Lily would inherit.
If Lily died, the trust could be challenged.
The consortium wanted both removed.
I looked at my father.
“How did Grace die?”
He hesitated.
“She didn't.”
My heart stopped.
“She is alive.”
My father nodded.
“Where?”
“Mexico.”
I could barely breathe.
“Then why hasn't she come back?”
“Because she has been protecting the girls.”
“She protected them by staying away?”
“Yes.”
“That isn't protection.”
“It was the only option she had.”
He handed me a photograph.
Grace.
Alive.
Standing beside Emma.
Taken one month earlier.
I cried.
“She has seen our daughter.”
“Yes.”
“Where is she?”
“On her way here.”
I stared.
“When?”
“Tonight.”
Then a phone rang.
My father's expression changed.
He answered.
“Hello?”
I heard a woman's voice.
Grace.
“Caleb.”
I took the phone.
“Grace?”
Silence.
Then:
“I’m sorry.”
I cried.
“Where are you?”
“Close.”
“Lily?”
“With me.”
I stopped breathing.
“What?”
“She escaped.”
“Where?”
“Safe.”
“Grace.”
“Yes?”
“Come home.”
She cried.
“I've been trying.”
“Then come now.”
“I will.”
The call ended.
My father looked at me.
“She will be here tonight.”
But Michael still had access to the company.
And the consortium knew where we lived.
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The war wasn't over.
It had just become a fight for our entire family.
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