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Chapter 129
“That's a lie.”“You have no right to accuse me of lying!”“You just admitted that my father came here with proof of my inheritance. Those papers didn't disappear by themselves.”Sir Harold's face reddened. “Your father was injured during our argument. Everything happened quickly. I was trying to prevent the situation from becoming worse.”“And the inheritance documents?”“I don't remember what happened to every paper he carried.”Tristan studied him for several seconds.“You expect me to believe you remember the argument, the fall, and the decision not to contact the police, but you can't remember what happened to the documents that could have made me wealthy?”“I was not thinking about money at the time!”“Then you shouldn't mind helping me find the truth.”Tristan picked up the brown folder he had taken from the drawer. “I'll have these documents examined. If they're genuine, I'll know where to begin looking for the rest.”Madison hurried toward him.“You cannot take those papers!”
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Sir Harold's silence returned.Tristan placed the first folder on the desk and reached for the small notebook. Several pages contained dates and short entries, most of them written in the same handwriting. He flipped through them until he found an entry made on the day of Daniel's death.The handwriting was hurried.Daniel arrived to collect the boy. He refused to leave without him. Argument with Sir Harold. Injury sustained. Madison instructed staff to keep the child upstairs.Tristan stopped reading.He looked at Madison.“You ordered them to keep me upstairs?”She folded her arms tightly. “You were a child. You didn't need to witness an argument between adults.”“An argument that ended with my father dying?”“We didn't know that would happen!”“Then why did you make sure I couldn't come downstairs?”Madison's eyes flashed. “Because your father was shouting, and you were frightened! I was trying to protect you from a scene you wouldn't have understood.”Tristan turned back to the not
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Sir Harold's face went pale again.Madison took a quick step toward him. “Don't answer that.”But Tristan had heard her.He stared at the couple, feeling the last of his childhood trust disappear.“What happened to my father wasn't the only secret you buried, was it?”Neither of them spoke.Tristan opened the door and walked out.He had barely reached the end of the corridor when his phone vibrated. An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. He almost ignored it, but something made him answer.“Tristan Lawson?” a man asked.“Who is this?”“My name is Peter Cole. I worked at the Harold estate years ago. I heard you've started asking questions about Daniel Lawson.”Tristan stopped walking.“Who gave you my number?”“That doesn't matter. What matters is that you need to stop asking questions in that house.”“Why?”The man took a shaky breath.“Because I was there the night your father died. And Sir Harold wasn't telling you the whole truth.”Tristan tightened his grip on the phone.“Wha
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“You gave me a room, food, and a name to live under. You took away the truth about my parents and expected me to spend the rest of my life thanking you.”Madison's face flushed. “After everything we've done, you dare to speak to us like this?”“After everything you've done, you still think I owe you gratitude?”Sir Harold struck the desk with his palm. “Watch your mouth, Tristan!”The command echoed through the study.For a moment, the old power imbalance returned. Tristan remembered all the years he had lowered his head whenever Sir Harold spoke, the times he had swallowed insults to keep peace in the household, and the countless occasions when he had been treated as though his presence depended on their approval.But he was no longer that helpless boy.He placed the letter carefully inside the envelope and slipped it into his pocket.“You said my father died here,” Tristan continued. “Was it an accident?”Sir Harold hesitated.That hesitation made Tristan's stomach tighten.“Was it a
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“And I'm asking you for the last time. Where is my father's letter?”Sir Harold's jaw worked, but he remained silent.Tristan turned back to the keypad and tried another date: the day he had officially entered the Harold household.The lock clicked.Madison gasped.Tristan opened the door.The study smelled of leather, old paper, and the faint scent of Sir Harold's cologne. Everything stood neatly in place, from the books on the shelves to the framed family photographs on the desk. Tristan had entered the room countless times over the years, but never with the feeling that he might finally discover something about himself.He went straight to the filing cabinet.“Don't touch anything!” Madison shouted from the doorway.Tristan ignored her and opened the top drawer.Folders filled the cabinet, arranged by year and category. He scanned the labels quickly, looking for anything related to his childhood or the date on the placement document.Most of the folders contained company records.Th
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“Be careful, Tristan. Whatever happened between your father and Sir Harold, it clearly wasn't a small matter.”The call ended.Tristan walked outside and raised his hand to stop a passing taxi. He gave the driver the address of the Harold estate, then settled into the back seat with his phone in his hand.He had told Richard he wouldn't return to obey the Harolds. That hadn't changed. But if Sir Harold possessed a letter from his biological father, Tristan wasn't going to leave it in the hands of someone who had spent years lying to him.He would get answers.And this time, he wouldn't leave until he had them.The taxi moved through the afternoon traffic, but Tristan barely noticed the journey. His mind kept returning to the document and the name Richard had given him.Daniel Lawson.He opened his browser and searched for the name. Several results appeared, including an old business article about a man who had died years ago. The photograph showed a serious-looking man in his forties,
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