Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Norah’s POV

The news alert blasted across my phone screen.

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“Lucien Constantine, eldest son of the Constantine Group, is wanted for the murder of his father.”

The report flashed with a candid shot of Lucien pushing his father’s wheelchair into the study. The camera angle made it look violent. Like he was about to strike.

Social media exploded.

Trending tags:

[Lucien Kills Father]

[Elite Bloodbath]

[Fugitive Lucien]

Eleanor’s methods were brutal. Perfect.

I closed the app. My knuckles were white.

Then my office door slammed open.

Eleanor stood there. Dressed in black. Her face was a mask of fake grief.

Behind her crowded reporters. And cops.

“She did it!” Eleanor pointed at me. Her voice shook with staged rage. “Officers, arrest her! This witch twisted Lucien’s mind! She made him kill his own father!”

She rushed at me. “Norah! How could you! My Lucien was gentle! A good son! You poisoned him! You greedy monster! You wanted our family’s money!”

Spit flew from her lips. Her performance was Oscar–worthy.

The lead cop stepped forward. His face was cold stone. “Miss Hawthorne, you’re a suspect in the Constantine murder. Come with us for questioning.”

“Boss!” Sophie and my team tried to push through. “She’s innocent! This is a setup!”

The cops shoved them back. Their protests drowned under camera clicks and reporter shouts.

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“Miss Hawthorne, did you manipulate Lucien?”

“Was this a plot to steal the family fortune?”

I watched Eleanor’s play. And I laughed. A sharp, cold sound.

The cops moved to cuff me.

Tires screeched outside. A fleet of black luxury cars surrounded the building. Doors flew open. Dozens of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses poured out. Their presence silenced the crowd.

The door of the lead car opened. Mateo stepped out. Long legs. White suit. A stark contrast to the dark–clad guards.

He walked straight to me. Ignored everyone else.

He turned to the lead cop. Pulled a document from his inner pocket. “Officer. You’ll want to see this.”

The cop took it. His eyes widened. The document bore the seal of the Spanish royal family. It granted me full diplomatic immunity. Named me a key partner to the Vega family. No arrest. No questioning. Without dual authorization from Spain and the Vegas.

Impossible. The cop’s face paled. He handed the paper back like it was on fire. Saluted me. “Our apologies, Miss Hawthorne. A misunderstanding. We’re leaving.”

They retreated. Fast.

Eleanor stared. Her jaw slack. “This… can’t be…”

Mateo didn’t look at her. He put his arm around my shoulders. Led me through the crowd. His bodyguards cleared a path.

Back at the hotel, I went to the window. Silent.

Mateo watched me. His smile faded. “Nono. You’re safe. I’m here.”

I turned. My voice was ice. “Did you plan this? Did you have something to do with Lucien’s disappearance?”

Hurt flashed in his eyes. Then a bitter smile. “You think I’d go that far? To frame an innocent man? Just to have you?”

My phone lit up. Silent.

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A image appeared. A small bird tangled in thorns. The bird’s eye was a crying star.

Our secret sign. Lucien’s doodle from my design book.

The message under it: “Safe. Don’t trust anyone. Including him.”

Him. Mateo.

I deleted it.

I looked at Mateo. “I’ll save my man myself. I don’t need your help.”

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His hurt turned to dark admiration. “I knew it. A proud bird like you can’t be tamed.”

He left. I sat on the floor. Alone.

The message replayed in my head.

Don’t trust anyone. Including him.

Why not trust Mateo? He just saved me. He has the power to fight Eleanor.

If he’s an enemy, why help me?

If he’s a friend, why the warning?

What hidden game was I in?

The questions choked me.

A soft knock. The doorbell.

I checked the peephole. Mateo. He held a warm mug of milk.

“Can’t sleep?” he said through the door. “Drink this.”

I opened it. He walked in. Put the mug on the table. Sat on the sofa opposite me.

“What do you really want?” I asked.

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