Chapter 3 — The Man She Thought Had Vanished
Luxury guests gathered around in complete silence.
The driver carefully removed one final envelope.
Inside was a handwritten letter, yellowed with age.
He handed it to the matriarch.
Her hands trembled before she even opened it.
She recognized the handwriting instantly.
It belonged to Daniel—the man she had loved before marrying into wealth.
The letter read:
"If our son ever wants to know who he really is, don't let money decide his future."
Tears formed in her eyes.
"I burned every copy..."
The driver quietly answered,
"You missed one."
He reached into his wallet and placed a small family photograph beside the letter.
Standing next to him was a young man who looked exactly like the man from the old photograph.
The resemblance was impossible to deny.
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One guest whispered,
"That's her son."
