Chapter 6 - The Baby Became Public Property in the Eyes of the Family, and Adrien Finally Told Me the Secret His Father Had Buried for Thirty YearsAdrien took me to his father's old estate.
It was abandoned.
Dusty.
Cold.
The family portraits remained.
He stopped beneath one.
His father.
His grandfather.
And himself as a child.
“Your family never loved you,” I said.
He smiled bitterly.
“They loved what I could become.”
He opened a hidden cabinet.
Inside was the original succession contract.
I read it.
The first male descendant would inherit the shipping network.
But there was a clause.
The heir must be born through a woman outside the criminal organization.
I stared.
“Why?”
“To prevent incestuous power consolidation.”
“And?”
Adrien looked at me.
“My father spent thirty years searching for the right woman.”
I felt sick.
“You mean…”
“They monitored families.”
“People?”
“Yes.”
“Pregnancies?”
“Yes.”
I couldn't breathe.
Our relationship might not have been accidental to them.
But Adrien swore he hadn't known.
He had met me independently.
Then something in his father's files disturbed us.
My name appeared.
Potential candidate.
Date:
Two years before we met.
I stared.
“No.”
Adrien looked equally horrified.
“They were watching you.”
My mother had been connected.
My background was clean.
But someone had selected me.
Maybe they had expected Adrien to meet me.
Maybe not.
Either way, our child had been anticipated.
Then another document.
If male child born, initiate Falcon Bridge.
Falcon Bridge was an international network.
Money.
Ports.
Political influence.
A hidden succession system.
Our son was the final key.
Adrien closed the file.
“We destroy it.”
“Can we?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“By refusing the inheritance.”
That meant surrendering billions.
His family power.
The empire.
Everything.
I looked at him.
“Would you?”
He looked at my stomach.
May you like
“Yes.”
That was the first moment I knew he loved us.
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