“STOP HER!”
Octavia’s scream echoed across the rooftop as Seraphina sprinted toward the glass elevator.
Guests scattered in panic.
The elevator doors slid shut just as Seraphina reached them.
But before they could close completely—
the frightened little boy suddenly yelled:
“She started the fire!”
The entire rooftop froze.
Seraphina’s face shattered with terror.
“No!” she screamed. “He’s lying!”
Octavia turned slowly toward the boy.
Her voice trembled.
“What fire?”
The child clutched the teenage girl’s hand tighter.
“The big house fire,” he whispered. “Mommy said the bad lady locked the doors.”
A collective gasp swept through the terrace.
Because fifteen years earlier, the Vale family publicly claimed Elara died in a tragic mansion fire alongside her young daughter.
The bodies were never found.
But nobody questioned it.
Nobody dared.
Until now.
Seraphina’s breathing became frantic.
“She’s manipulating him!” she shouted. “This entire thing is a scam!”
But Octavia wasn’t listening anymore.
Her eyes were locked on the terrified teenage girl.
“What’s your name?” she asked softly.
The girl hesitated.
Then finally whispered:
“Aurelia.”
Octavia nearly collapsed.
That was the name Elara had secretly chosen for her daughter before she disappeared.
Only three people in the world knew it.
Octavia.
Elara.
And—
Seraphina.
Everyone turned toward Seraphina instantly.
The silence became unbearable.
“You knew,” Octavia whispered.
Seraphina’s eyes filled with panic.
“Aunt Octavia, please—”
“You knew she survived.”
“No—”
“You lied to this family for FIFTEEN YEARS!”
Suddenly Seraphina exploded.
“Because Elara was ruining everything!” she screamed.
The rooftop went dead silent.
Tears streamed down her face now.
“She was going to expose the company! She was going to destroy us all!”
Octavia stared at her in horror.
“What did you do?”
Seraphina froze.
Too late.
The answer was already written across her face.
Guests backed away from her slowly.
Phones continued recording.
Then Aurelia reached into her worn cardigan pocket and pulled out a second folded letter.
“My mother said to give you this,” she whispered.
Octavia opened it with shaking hands.
Inside was one final sentence.
“If anything happens to me… Seraphina knows why.”
The rooftop erupted into chaos.
And as security rushed toward her, Seraphina suddenly bolted toward the terrace edge.
Everyone screamed.
For one horrifying second, it looked like she might jump.
But instead—
she turned back toward Octavia with tears streaming down her face and whispered:
“You have no idea who ELSE was involved.”
Then the screen cuts to black.
