Chapter 14
My father contacted me again three nights later.
This time, I was ready.
Agent Chen had a trace team waiting.
Margot sat at the table.
Mateo stood by the door.
Emmett slept upstairs with Nora nearby.
When the unknown number appeared, I answered.
“You drugged my wife.”
My father sighed.
“Rafael, grief has made you dramatic.”
“You taught Lucille to say that.”
“I taught your mother many useful things.”
“Where are you?”
“Close enough to see you are making mistakes.”
Agent Chen’s team worked silently.
I kept him talking.
“Why Amara?”
“She wanted to hand our family to prosecutors.”
“She wanted to protect our son.”
“She wanted to burn a kingdom because she disliked the throne.”
I leaned over the table.
“Emmett is not your heir.”
“He is the only clean asset left.”
The phrase made Margot’s face harden.
Clean asset.
Not child.
Not grandson.
Asset.
“You will never touch him.”
My father laughed.
“You think custody papers matter? Courts matter? I owned judges before you owned shoes.”
Agent Chen pointed.
Trace active.
I swallowed my rage.
“Then why hide?”
His breathing changed.
“Because your wife was smarter than all of us.”
The room went still.
“She copied everything,” he said. “But she split the files. Lucille has part. I have part. The boy has the last.”
“The boy does not have anything.”
“He does. He just does not know where.”
Upstairs, something crashed.
May you like
I dropped the phone and ran.
Emmett screamed.
