Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

Norah’s POV

I took the envelope from the waiter.

There was no signature.

I tore it open. Inside, there was only an address.

“What is this?” Irina frowned.

I turned the slip of paper between my fingers, my gaze turning cold.

“An invitation.”

“From who?” Katarina asked sharply. “Don’t tell me it’s him.”

“I don’t know.” I stood and reached for my coat. “But I’m going.”

“Alone?” Irina’s voice rose.

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“I’m not alone.” I looked at them both. “I have you. If he dares to invite me, then I dare to show up.”

On the outskirts of Paris stood an old private estate.

The night was heavy. Only a few dim wall lamps outlined the ancient structure.

I walked into the hall alone, my eyes sweeping the space

It was too quiet.

Unnaturally quiet.

“Long time no see, Norah.”

A low voice emerged from the shadows.

My body stiffened.

Firelight flickered by the fireplace.

A tall figure stepped forward.

He wore a black velvet robe, loosely tied, his collar open exposing a solid chest.

Three years had sharpened him. Made him more dangerous.

Lucien.

My heart skipped a beat.

I thought I would feel rage. Or lose control.

Instead, all I felt… was cold.

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“Lucien Constant.” My voice was calm, distant. “You sent me that letter just so I could watch you wear a bathrobe?”

He stared at me, turmoil and delight tangled in his eyes. He stepped closer.

“You finally came back. I heard Nightingale ran into trouble.”

I laughed softly at that.

“So it was you.”

He froze. “What?”

“Still acting?” I sneered. “A scheme this clean, this big, with no trace left–and enough power to control Paris from the shadows. Who else could it be but you?”

“You think I’d use this to force you back?” His voice dropped, hurt flashing in his eyes. “Norah, is that really what you think of me?”

I snapped.

“Then what do you think of me, Lucien?!”

Three years of suppressed fury erupted.

“A pet whose wings should be broken if she disobeys? A toy in your empire you can pull strings on whenever you want?” My voice shook with rage. “Dragging me back like this–does it make you feel powerful?”

He staggered.

I saw pain cross his face, and my chest clenched despite myself.

“I disappeared for three years–where did you think I went?” My voice trembled, my eyes burning. “Dead? I thought I had finally escaped you, the Constantine family, all those filthy schemes! And yet one letter, one trap, and you drag me back here!”

“You think I wanted you gone?” he roared, grabbing my wrist, his grip nearly crushing. “I searched the entire world for three years! Used every resource I had and found nothing! Do you know how terrified I was? How much I missed you?!”

I tried to pull away. He wouldn’t let go.

Bloodshot eyes stared back at me–full of obsession, pain, hatred.

“You worried about me?” I laughed bitterly as tears spilled over.

“Aren’t you supposed to be basking in Parisian blessings at your grand wedding with Amélie Veyron?!”

He went rigid.

Seeing my tears hit him like a sledgehammer.

“Norah,

listen to me-

“Explain what?” I turned my head away.

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“The wedding photos? The pictures of you two in the fight club’s lounge? Or the way she took a knife for you while you carried her out like a hero?”

I looked straight at him, my voice freezing over.

“Lucien Constant, do you really think I’m an idiot? That can be lied to, toyed with, w

Shock and realization flashed through his eyes.

“That’s not what it looks like!” He dragged me into his arms, holding me tight.

ou want?”

“The wedding was fake! It was all to fool Robert Veyron needed him to believe the alliance was real so he’d hand over the evidence after the ceremony!”

“Evidence?” I struggled violently.

“Then why go through with the ceremony? Why put the ring on her finger in front of everyone?! That was never part of the plan!”

“I couldn’t tell you!” He released me abruptly, gripping my face, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were wild with desperation.

“I was afraid you’d rush in! Afraid Robert would use you against me! I had to keep you out of it-”

“Out of it?” I repeated, my voice shaking.

“You always do this. You always push me out.”

“When Damian charged at you with a knife at the celebration banquet, I thought I was going insane with fear!” Tears blurred my vision.

“And then Amélie ran in, took the blade for you–and suddenly she was the hero.”

“That was your plan too! You never told me a word! You let me suffer, let me be terrified, and then made me watch another woman save you!”

I shoved him away, stumbling back, my heart ripping apart.

“So I’m just your burden, right?”

“I was wrong! I swear I’ll never hide anything from you again! Please–give me one

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