Zachary's eyes flashed with a touch of darkness. He paused for a moment and placed several photos in front of Lena.
Lena froze, her gaze fixed on a face identical to hers in the photos. It felt as if a lightning bolt had struck her, instantly silencing her turbulent thoughts.
"Her name is Sasha Harding," Zachary said in a hushed tone. "She's your younger twin sister."
"T-Twin sister?" Lena could hardly believe what she was hearing.
Zachary looked at her and chuckled. "Madame Krys never mentioned this to you, did she?"
Lena shook her head in bewilderment.
She had always believed she was alone in the world. After Krystal's death, she thought she had no family left. The revelation of a twin sister, sharing her blood and bearing her exact likeness, was beyond her wildest imagination.
"When Madame Krys gave birth to both of you, it was out of wedlock, with no names or status," Zachary explained gently. "At the time, she had a questionable reputation and constantly feared arrest. She couldn't keep both of you with her, so she left your fate to chance, flipping a coin."
Listening to Zachary's words felt like hearing someone else's story.
Zachary continued. "Sasha stayed with her. "But you, Lenny... You were sent away.
"Madame Krys entrusted you to Drake and sent money every month. She chose to hide you in that remote village because it was nearly cut off from the outside world, making it difficult to find. You know what she did for a living. If the police ever targeted her, your and Sasha's lives would be ruined."
Lena was stunned before she managed a wry smile. "Did you think that little mountain village was really that great?"
Zachary frowned. "You didn't... live well during those years?"
Lena's eyes welled up slightly as she forced a self-deprecating smile.
Lena sneered. "Are your legs truly injured, or are you putting on an act before me?
"Tell me your intentions directly. But I need to know why you're doing this! Is it for my twin sister?"
Zachary's eyes dimmed, and he remained silent. He simply bit his lip and turned to leave.
As he turned away, a noise caught his attention. He abruptly faced Lena, who was rushing toward the door, but her target wasn't him—it was the door itself.
Zachary gasped and grabbed her arm. The two grappled briefly, but Lena couldn't match him in the dimly lit room. Within moments, he pushed her to the ground.
The sound of the door locking echoed in Lena's ears once more. Enduring the pain in her knee, she rose and summoned all her strength to pound on the door that remained closed to her.
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