Aruna stopped looking for answers.
She started building weapons.
Three days after the sabotaged DNA test, she did something unexpected.
She visited the charity foundation Adrian funded publicly.
Not as a daughter.
Not as an enemy.
But as a donor.
The foundation operated under his legal name. Clean. Transparent. Praised by media.
Hospitals. Scholarship funds. Medical debt relief.
Medical debt relief.
The irony almost made her laugh.
She walked through the glass doors alone.
No heavy security.
No dramatic entrance.
Dante had insisted on sending men.
She refused.
“If I move like prey, he wins,” she had said.
Dante didn’t like it.
But he let her go.
Inside the foundation office, she requested a private meeting with the financial director.
Money opens doors faster than threa
