part 26

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*Next morning*
*At Gray's Mansion*

Moris was talking on the call with the man who was told to follow the girl.

Moris: Where is she?

Man: she has came back to Manhattan, I think she is going to Andrew's mansion. I'm following her right now.

Moris: keep an steady eye on her, I don't want any misunderstanding anymore.

Man: yes sir I'll make sure to not miss her from my sight.

Moris: hm.

Saying that he cut the call, he was walking further to Matthew's room, when he found Matthew going somewhere.

Moris: hey, Matthew!!  *he said while moving towards him*  where are you going?

Matthew: To meet Kate, we need to know the truth now.

Moris: Yes we do, but we have to head towards company now I got a call from our man, he said Kate's sister just landed here, and now moving towards Andrew's Mansion, let's wait for a while, we can't just go there now. What if Andrew came to visit company or something?

Matthew: hmm, you are right. Let's head towards company for now, we will go to meet Kate at Evening.

Moris: sure.

*At Miller's Mansion*

*Harper's POV*

I stood in the kitchen, my movements automatic as I cleaned and scrubbed, but my mind was consumed by the horror of Andrew’s assault. The kitchen, once a place of comfort, now felt like a prison. The other staff avoided me, their fear palpable. It was as if my trauma had made me an outcast, and their silence was a heavy weight on my shoulders.

The thought of confronting Kate with this knowledge was unbearable. I had always cared for her as if she were my own daughter. I feared that revealing what happened would drive a wedge between us or make her hate me. The shame and fear made every moment feel like a battle.

The sudden ring of the doorbell cut through my despair. It jolted me from my spiraling thoughts. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I had to face whatever was on the other side of the door, even as my heart raced and my mind remained tangled in fear.

*End of Harper POV*

As Harper opened the door, there stood Kate's twin sister 'Olivia Miller'

Olivia was a striking presence, her confidence and boldness evident in every move. She wore a fitted, off-the-shoulder black dress with a thigh-high slit, showing off her curves with a touch of lace for elegance. Her makeup was dramatic, with smoky eyes and red lips, and her dark hair fell in loose waves. Despite her glamorous appearance, her nature was anything but refined. Olivia exuded a harsh arrogance and vulgarity that matched her father's ruthless demeanor, her beauty masking a cold, calculating personality.

As she came inside, she directly went in her father's room.

Andrew’s office, a luxurious room with dark wood paneling and an imposing desk. Andrew stands behind his desk, his face a mix of anger and concern. Olivia, dressed provocatively, enters with a confident stride.

Andrew: Olivia, what are you doing? Do you have any idea how you look? Wandering around like that—people could have seen you. Phantom had already saw you in Chicago. He thought you were Kate. If he finds out you’re her twin sister, it could complicate everything.

standing up, his voice stern.

Olivia: Relax, Father. I was just out for a stroll in Chicago, I was bored in Miami. No one cares about my outfit. And why would Phantom still be interested? He didn’t catch me, did he?

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