When family secrets hide behind massive marble walls, the truth always finds a subtle way to reach the light. Power and fortune can keep a lie alive for many long years without anyone asking hard questions.
Sometimes the person who holds the key to justice is the quietest soul working inside the grand house every day. So let us dive into this story chapter by chapter and enjoy every moment of it.
Arthur: Who allowed you to touch that framed portrait on the wall?
Clara: No one sir, but I know the young girl in this photograph.
Arthur glared at her with fury in his eyes.
Arthur: My daughter died twenty years ago during a storm!
Clara: No sir, she is very much alive right now.
Clara pulled a small silver necklace out from under her apron collar.
Arthur: Where did you get that silver locket from?
Clara: She gave it to me at a place your wife pays for monthly.