Chapter 7 - We Found Charlotte Alive in a Secret Boarding School, and the Twelve-Year-Old Girl Told Me Why Victor Had Been Obsessed With My BabyCharlotte was twelve.
Dark hair.
Gray eyes.
Same crescent mark.
She looked at me.
“Are you my family?”
I nodded.
“Yes.”
“What happened to my mother?”
“I don't know.”
She looked at Luca.
“You're a Moretti.”
“Yes.”
She backed away.
“They said you were dangerous.”
Luca looked hurt.
“I can be.”
“Are you going to hurt me?”
“No.”
Charlotte studied him.
Then said:
“Okay.”
She walked toward Sophia.
The newborn slept in my arms.
Charlotte smiled.
“She looks like me.”
I nodded.
“She is family.”
Charlotte whispered:
“I knew they'd come.”
“Who?”
“Victor.”
She explained.
She had been moved from place to place.
Kept hidden.
Used as leverage.
Victor wanted the two heirs together because only their combined bloodline could access the full trust.
The trust contained not only money.
It contained evidence of the old family network.
Names.
Secrets.
Crimes.
Everything.
If the heirs accessed it, the entire Moretti empire could collapse.
That was why Victor wanted Sophia.
He wanted control.
Not money alone.
Control over the evidence.
We took Charlotte with us.
Now we were protecting two children.
One newborn.
May you like
One twelve-year-old.
And Victor would not stop.
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