Chapter 67
The Shock of Truth
(Esha’s POV)
The call had come mid-morning. My father’s legal department left a message saying they needed me to come into the office to sign some documents. At first, I thought it might have been a mistake—Amara was the one handling all the business matters while our father was sick, not me. But the assistant had been adamant. My signature was required alongside Amara’s, and it couldn’t wait.
I debated calling Amara to ask what was going on, but something about the tone of the call had felt formal and impersonal. Maybe it was nothing—just routine paperwork for the estate or business. Still, as I made my way to the office, a nagging feeling settled in the pit of my stomach.
The towering glass building came into view, its sleek design a stark reminder of m
