Chapter 9 - The Dead Man

Officially, Dr. Rafael Serrano had died in a private plane crash over the Atlantic.
No body had ever been recovered.
Diego had attended the memorial.
Paulina had cried beside the empty coffin.
Now police reopened everything.
The plane had been registered through a shell company.
The pilot disappeared six months later.
Insurance money had never been claimed.
Rafael Serrano had not died.
He had vanished.
Diego confronted Paulina at the mansion.
âWhere is your father?â
Paulina laughed.
âMy father is dead.â
âElena saw him.â
âElena is a liar.â
âShe recorded everything.â
Paulinaâs expression shifted.
Only slightly.
But enough.
âYou knew.â
Diego said it quietly.
Paulina turned away.
âYou knew he was alive.â
She said nothing.
âWhy?â
Paulina finally faced him.
âBecause he promised me something.â
âWhat?â
âThe company.â
Diego stared at her.
She laughed bitterly.
âYou think I wanted to marry into this family because I loved the chandeliers?â
âI spent nine years watching you control everything.â
âMy father told me the twins were the only thing standing between us and permanent control.â
Marisol entered the room.
Paulina looked at her.
âYou were supposed to disappear.â
Marisol stopped.
Paulina continued.
âValentina was never supposed to come back.â
Diegoâs voice turned cold.
âAnd Lucia?â
Paulina looked toward the window.
âNeither was she.â
Police immediately moved toward her.
Paulina smiled.
âYouâre too late.â
Diego frowned.
âFor what?â
She looked upstairs.
Valentina and Lucia were supposed to be in Diegoâs private sitting room with Elena.
Diego ran.
The room was empty.
The window stood open.
On the carpet lay one golden button.
And beside it was a note.
Bring the trust documents to Pier 17.
May you like
Come alone.
Or choose which daughter comes home.