Chapter 4

I sat in the dusty cottage for three days, Grandfather's letter spread across the rickety table like a battle plan. The words had burned themselves into my memory: *You are the true daughter of Isabella and Marco Rossi.* Five hundred billion dollars. Alexander's revenge plot. The truth about Rose's stolen life.

On the fourth morning, I made my decision.

I would not remain Lily Spencer, the forgotten daughter who cowered in corners and accepted scraps. That girl was dead, buried beneath eighteen years of cruelty and neglect. In her place, I would forge someone new—someone powerful enough to make them…