Chapter 645
Author: Youngblood
last update2026-07-28 22:47:45

Friedrich held Steven's gaze, his expression unreadable. The silence between them stretched, heavy with years of secrets and betrayal.

"Helsin knew," Friedrich said finally, his voice low. "She was the only one who knew the identity of the third child. And she took that knowledge to her grave."

Steven felt the words hit him like a physical blow. Helsin. The woman he had loved, the mother of his daughter Wilfreda. She had kept this secret from him—had carried it to her death.

"Helsin knew?" Stev
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