Chapter 2
Hidden Identity
Emeris Cross was founder of the Cross Group and the richest man in the world. He oversaw an empire that spanned industries like military, healthcare, aviation, media, and other advanced technologies across the globe.
Everyone knew Emeris had three handsome and capable sons, but what they didn’t know was that he also had a daughter.
As the world’s wealthiest man, Emeris had always protected Seraphina. After all, the world was full of opportunists looking to bypass hard work and make a quick fortune through shortcuts.
To shield her from such attention, Emeris kept her identity a secret, publicly declaring only his sons.
Without the public eye following her as the daughter of the richest man alive, Seraphina was spared from countless troubles.
Emeris planned to let her quietly finish her education before easing her into the family business. Once she was ready, he’d reveal her true identity.
But things didn’t go as planned. The problem lay with Seraphina herself—she had fallen in love with Orion.
She was even willing to give up her rightful place as heiress in order to be with him.
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Despite their wealth and prominence in Ascotia’s elite circles, the Droses were insignificant to the world’s richest man.
How dare a family like theirs think they can marry my daughter? He thought enraged.
After Seraphina finally admitted her mistake and returned home, Emeris felt both relieved and pained. Someone must have mistreated his daughter in the Droses household.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Orion furrowed his brow as he stared at the lab results. He turned to the doctor and asked, “Is Seraphina’s kidney the only one that’s a match for Jessica? Are there really no other possible donors?”
The doctor glanced at Jessica, who was lying on the hospital bed, and replied, “You know Jessica’s blood type is rare—RH-negative. None of the other available kidneys would match. Coincidentally, the only person whose blood type is compatible is your wife. She’s the ideal donor.”
Orion fell silent for a moment, then asked, “If we widen the search beyond Eldoria, can we find another match? I’m sure the right price would convince someone.”
The doctor was about to explain how difficult it was to find a living donor. Jessica, who had been quietly listening, suddenly spoke up.
She said weakly, “Orion, don’t bother with this. Just take me home. I don’t want you to hurt Seraphina for my sake.”
Orion’s voice softened, and he said, “Jessica, you’re too kind. Seraphina will understand. Aside from that, it’s just a kidney. The doctor said living with one kidney won’t affect her much. Once you’re better, we’ll thank Seraphina properly.”
Jessica nodded, a sly gleam flickering in her eyes.
The doctor interrupted, “In theory, there are a number of RH-negative people in the country. The Red Cross should be able to help you get in contact, but it will take time, and Ms. Yancy can’t afford to wait.”
“Then get the surgery ready,” Orion ordered, no longer hesitating.
He pulled out his phone and called Seraphina, “Where are you? Why aren’t you here yet?”
“Orion Dros! You filthy b*stard! Go to hell with your damn kidney surgery! I want a divorce!”
Seraphina’s furious voice boomed through the phone.
“Seraphina, what’s gotten into you?” Orion’s tone turned cold, his brow furrowing. “Come to the hospital and get the surgery done. I’ll handle whatever amount of money you need afterward.”
“To hell with your filthy money! The divorce papers are ready. I’ll see you at court tomorrow!”
Seraphina snarled before hanging up.
Orion’s expression turned grim. Jessica sneakily glanced at him, feigning innocence. She asked weakly, “What’s the matter? Did Seraphina refuse? Maybe we should drop it. I don’t care if I die. Your happiness with Seraphina is what’s most important.”
Orion didn’t respond, but after a moment, he made two more calls. “I want Seraphina brought to the hospital within ten minutes. And freeze all her credit cards.”
One by one, the orders were issued, and Orion finally let out a breath of relief.
All of Seraphina’s credit cards and bank accounts were sub-accounts linked to the Droses. With a single command, he could turn her from a wealthy woman to someone with nothing.
He believed that without access to her money, she’d come to her senses. No matter how angry she was, the surgery had to happen today.
Ten minutes later, a call came in from his staff. “Boss, we’ve searched everywhere, even contacted the police, but it’s like she vanished. There’s no trace of her.”
“What?” Orion’s brow furrowed deeper. Could she have left early?
It didn’t matter, he thought. They could track her credit card purchases to see where she went.
A second call came in with an update. “Boss, as per your order, we have frozen all her accounts.” But there’s something odd. None of the cards have had any spending activity in years—just incoming transactions.”
A long list of bank statements followed, proving what his assistant had said. There were only deposits, no withdrawals.
And the most recent transaction? The million he had just sent her half an hour ago.
She hadn’t spent a penny in years? How is that even possible?