Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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As soon as I returned to the studio, I immediately powered on the computer. The barrage of news headlines that flooded the screen made my eyes sting, each one more painful than the last.

[Mrs. Eleanor Constantine declares this partnership will revolutionize the concept of luxury…]
[Mr. Damian Constantine appointed as brand director, confident the new venture will disrupt the market…]

Every headline felt like a sharp blow, a harsh contrast to the exhilaration I had just felt from the success of my show.

On the video clip, Eleanor appeared radiant, glowing under the studio lights, while Damian stood beside her with a victorious smile, as if he had just conquered the world.

How could Aunt Giulia have known all this and yet remained silent?

My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ringing of my phone. It was Serena.

“Have you seen the news, Norah? Do you like this little surprise to celebrate your show?” she teased, her voice dripping with mock sweetness.

She chuckled before continuing, “Oh, I forgot to mention—I personally went through every single legal document for this deal: authorizations, contracts, agreements. Not a single flaw to be found.”

“Norah, your little studio is just a child’s game. The real players deal with capital and power,” she added coldly, then abruptly ended the call.

Her words echoed in my mind, harsh and undeniable. The triumph of my show meant nothing in the face of titans like the Constantine Group. They had the wealth, the influence, and the connections to make my hard work seem trivial, almost laughable.

That night, sleep eluded me entirely.

The following morning, back at my apartment, I found Lucien sitting motionless on the couch, as if he hadn’t moved all night.

“We need to talk,” he said quietly.

“There’s nothing left to talk about,” I replied, brushing past him to pour myself a glass of water.

But he stepped firmly in my path. “Irina was a long time ago. That chapter is closed. We have bigger problems now.”

I froze, unable to respond.

—

“The deal between Damian and the Medicis must involve a huge sum of money, but there’s no trace of it in the group’s accounts,” Lucien said, his voice low and urgent.

I looked up sharply, locking eyes with him, a cold dread settling in my chest.

Without a word, I pushed past him and hurried to the bedroom, my fingers trembling as I frantically called the bank and the fund managers.

Finally, the ugly truth revealed itself.

Among the inheritance left by my parents was an overseas trust fund, linked to the Medici family.

Serena, in her capacity as the estate’s lawyer, had presented a document to the Medicis—a power of attorney, signed by me during a vulnerable period—granting Damian temporary control over those assets.

Eleanor and Damian had exploited this to win over the Medicis, who had previously opposed Aunt Giulia, effectively sealing the partnership behind my back.

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