Her Perfect Lie: The Empire Heiress

Chapter 28 – The Real Georgia's Last Flight

Sharon was reviewing the Lazarus Protocol files late into the night when her black phone buzzed.

A message flashed on the encrypted screen:

Check the flight logs. Private jet. No landing. Urgent.

Sharon's pulse quickened. She opened a secure database James had instructed her to use - passenger manifests, air traffic logs, and private aviation schedules.

Her fingers trembled as she traced the entries. There it was:

• Georgia Laurent

• Boarded: 03:42, Private Jet, Zurich Airport

• Destination: Unknown

• Status: No landing recorded

Her stomach churned.

Somebody had erased the flight's arrival. Or it had never landed.

Sharon began cross-referencing flight data with surveillance logs she had secretly downloaded from Zurich airport.

• Security footage showed Georgia Laurent leaving the terminal, assisted by two men in dark suits.

• Boarding pass scanned. Jet taxied. Wheels lifted.

• After that - nothing. No landing. No flight path recorded on official trackers.

Questions clawed at her mind.

• Had Georgia Laurent been kidnapped?

• Had she faked her own disappearance?

• Or had something far worse occurred mid-flight?

Sharon's hand trembled as she realized: if Georgia were alive, she might be hiding somewhere, orchestrating her own plan.

If she were dead... then the network controlling Laurent Global had likely silenced her. Permanently.

Sharon felt the weight of the Lazarus Protocol pressing down on her. Every discovery she had made - offshore accounts, shell companies, Isabelle Laurent - now had to be considered in light of Georgia's disappearance.

Someone wanted Sharon to act as the public face of Georgia Laurent while the real heiress vanished into the unknown.

Her phone buzzed again. Another warning:

Stop digging into flight details. Your life depends on obedience.

The words chilled her.

But Sharon's instincts screamed that she couldn't stop. The answers might be buried in the last flight.

She began mapping potential flight paths, private airstrips, and international airfields where an untracked jet could land.

The night stretched long, shadows creeping along the walls of her safehouse. Every noise outside made her flinch - footsteps, car engines, distant sirens.

Sharon realized the truth: the real Georgia Laurent had vanished for a reason.

And finding out why could either save Sharon's life... or end it.