Chloe opened the move boxes with passion. In a few weeks she would start her studies at the university and she was living that moment in thrill. It was her first apartment. It was her first time living far from home. A voicemail interrupted that moment.
"Chloe, I need to talk to you. I can't... I don't want to keep hiding the truth about how your mother really died. Come and see me on this address. Only there you can understand everything"
What did her father mean by that? He wouldn't pick the mobile phone. The address showed a historic mansion that was more than two hundred years old. The Beresford mansion. Why was her father in such a hurry to go there? Chloe had only one way to find it out.