Chapter 37 : Cracks in the Mask
The ballroom had never been so quiet. Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the two women standing face to face. The fake heiress stared at the gold pendant on the table as if it were a snake ready to strike. Her fingers trembled slightly, but she quickly hid them behind her back. “Well?” Elena asked calmly. The woman forced a laugh. “You expect me to remember something from years ago at a moment like this?” A few guests exchanged uncertain glances. Elena tilted her head slightly. “Strange,” she said softly. “Because I remember it clearly.” The fake heiress’s smile stiffened. Elena picked up the pendant and held it gently in her palm. “My mother told me something that night,” she continued. “She said this pendant was worn by the women in our family for generations.” The guests leaned
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