Chapter 8 - THE FATHER WHO NEVER DIED
They found him beneath the old Rossi estate.
A man who had supposedly died twelve years earlier.
Lorenzo's father.
Marco Rossi.
He was older.
But alive.
He looked at Lorenzo through the glass of the underground room.
“You grew into a strong man.”
Lorenzo stared.
“You murdered children.”
Marco smiled.
“You call it murder.”
“I call it what it is.”
“You don't understand.”
“I understand perfectly.”
Marco revealed the truth.
The Rossi empire had been built through illegal adoption networks, black-market medicine, and stolen identities.
Lorenzo had been chosen as heir because he was the only son who refused to participate.
His father had spent years manipulating everyone around him.
Sophia had discovered the truth.
Antonio had helped her escape.
Dr. Vale had betrayed them.
And Noah had been one of hundreds of victims.
Hunter stood silently.
Then Marco looked at her.
“You were never random.”
Hunter froze.
“What?”
“Your son was selected.”
“Why?”
“Because your blood contains a rare genetic marker.”
Lorenzo turned.
“What are you saying?”
Marco smiled.
“Your wife didn't choose Hunter.”
“She was chosen.”
Hunter felt sick.
“Who chose me?”
Marco's smile disappeared.
“You did.”
Hunter stared.
“What?”
“You entered the hospital with Noah's records.”
Lorenzo looked confused.
Hunter suddenly remembered.
The strange paperwork.
The nurse asking questions.
The employment agency.
Everything had been arranged.
Hunter hadn't accidentally entered the Rossi mansion.
She had been placed there.
But someone had made a mistake.
They hadn't expected Hunter to survive.
They hadn't expected her to love Leo.
And they hadn't expected Lorenzo to fall in love with her.
Marco saw the realization on Lorenzo's face.
“You'll never trust her now.”
Lorenzo looked at Hunter.
She was crying.
“I didn't know.”
He stepped toward her.
“I know.”
“But everything started because of me.”
“No.”
“You don't understand.”
“I understand enough.”
He took her hand.
“You saved my son.”
Hunter shook her head.
“I couldn't save mine.”
Lorenzo's eyes softened.
“You saved him by refusing to stop loving him.”
She looked at him.
For the first time, she believed she wasn't being blamed.
Then the underground doors exploded.
Marco smiled.
“Your enemies are here.”
May you like
Lorenzo drew his weapon.
“Then let them come.”
