Chapter 4 - YOU’RE NOT AN HEIRESSGenevieve called the folder forged.
She accused Nathaniel of exploiting a confused young woman.
I had expected this.
A private laboratory had already confirmed my relationship to Catherine and the Marlowe line.
Hospital records matched.
Birth certificates matched.
Letters matched.
The trust’s authentication seals matched.
Genevieve rejected all of it.
“You worked in a diner last year.”
“Yes.”
“An heiress doesn’t serve coffee.”
“Apparently one did.”
Guests listened.
I stopped speaking to them.
Identity was not a public debate.
Nathaniel requested a secure room.
Genevieve refused.
“This is my hotel.”
I looked at the gold Bellmont crest beneath her heels.
“No. You manage it temporarily.”
That distinction frightened her more than the word heiress.
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A title can be removed.
Ownership is harder to dismiss.
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