Chapter 3 - The Lost Heir of the Volkov Empire
Damian’s eyes locked onto the falcon cameo, his expression shifting from cold authority to stunned reverence. He stood up slowly, walking around the desk until he was inches from Sofia.
"Where did you get that necklace?" Damian asked, his voice dropping into a low, breathless whisper.
"It belonged to my grandmother, Anna," Sofia answered, holding her ground. "She told me never to take it off."
Elena was wheeled into the room by a private nurse. The moment her eyes fell upon the silver pendant, tears spilled over her wrinkled cheeks.
"Anna..." Elena sobbed softly, reaching out her fragile hands. "Anna was my younger sister who disappeared during the revolution thirty years ago... You are my grand-niece!"
Sofia stood frozen as the realization washed over her. She was not an insignificant server struggling to survive; she was blood royalty to the powerful Volkov Syndicate—a global empire spanning shipping, real estate, and private security.
Damian placed a hand on his heart, bowing his head slightly toward Sofia. "You are family. And in the Volkov family, we protect our own with total commitment."
May you like
However, before Sofia could process the revelation, a sudden gunshot shattered the quiet outside the estate.
👉 Read PART 4 to see who ambushed the Volkov compound!
