Aurora didn’t sleep. She sat in her study until dawn, the photograph of Seraphina and Charles Durant spread across the desk like a forbidden relic.

Her mind spun through possibilities. If she made this public, Seraphina’s credibility would collapse overnight. But so would her father’s reputation. Investors would wonder how a man as meticulous as Victor Veyra could marry a woman entangled in fraud. The Veyra name might not survive unscathed.

It was the cruel genius of Seraphina’s life ...