At least someone was thinking straight.
[Nine: You two, pack your things. Tomorrow you’re flying with me to Solenia, then on to the Isle of Veil.]
A second later, she wired a hundred million to Dr. David. He relaxed immediately, just waiting patiently for them to come back.
When Charlotte finished the call and closed her laptop, someone knocked at the door.
“Charlotte, the item you wanted has arrived,” a maid announced softly.
“Thanks.” Charlotte stood up, opened the door, and took the old, worn box from the maid’s hands.
This was the box her mom had left her nineteen years ago, the day she left the Main Family. Charlotte wasn’t sure what was inside—maybe some of her grandmother’s things—but she couldn’t risk missing any clue about the catalyst.
Holding the box close, Charlotte went straight to Nora’s bedroom.
Inside, Nora sat on the edge of the sofa while Franco was packing up their bags. As soon as Nora spotted Charlotte and the box, she seemed to understand what was about to happen.
“Give us a minute, will you?” she said quietly.
Franco didn’t hesitate. He turned around and slipped out, the kind of practiced, gentle exit that made Charlotte’s chest ache a little.
She smiled, just for a moment, then waited for the door to click shut before carrying the box over to her mom.
Even though it was old, everything inside was surprisingly well preserved. Nora recognized the box immediately. She had left it for Charlotte all those years ago.


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