ELLE'S POV
"Ma'am, is everything okay?" the agent asked gently, but I kept calm, staring at the file in front of me, a cold wave of shock and anxiety washing over me.
The name on the file made my stomach turn. I felt sick—physically ill. That name. That witch.
Victoria Bennett.
My wicked half-sister.
The one who tried to kill me.
The one who destroyed my life, blamed me for a scandal she created, and left me to die like I was nothing.
I clenched my jaw as rage quietly boiled under my skin.
How cruel can she be?
And yet, here her name was—on a property deed. A house. A beautiful house.
How did she even own this?
Confusion clawed at me.
Last I knew, Victoria didn’t have a job, or even enough money to buy a handbag. So how did she afford an entire house—and not just this one? Mult
