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Chapter 10 - THE MIDPOINT REVERSAL

Vivienne was not arrested that night.

Not immediately.

The conversation was suspicious.

But it did not prove murder.

She denied everything.

Her attorneys arrived within forty minutes.

They accused Elena of entrapment.

Elijah almost laughed.

“Private citizens cannot entrap you.”

Vivienne left under surveillance.

But she had made one enormous mistake.

The contract she brought contained the same forged postnuptial language discovered earlier.

And her fingerprints were on the original paperwork.

Federal investigators opened a fraud case.

Cassandra’s situation worsened too.

The estate cameras clearly showed her intentionally destroying Elena’s property and pressing a stiletto against Elena’s hand.

The trust’s independent committee convened.

Two days later, Elijah delivered the decision.

“Section Fourteen has been triggered.”

Cassandra sat across the conference table with Julian Cross.

Her face was expressionless.

Elijah continued.

“Your beneficial interest is forfeited.”

Cassandra whispered.

“How much?”

“Current estimated value.”

“Thirty-eight point six million dollars.”

Her hands closed into fists.

“And it goes to her?”

“Half to Elena.”

“Half to the Vale Protection Foundation.”

Cassandra looked at Elena with pure hatred.

“You planned this.”

Elena shook her head.

“I asked you to stop.”

“You ruined me.”

“You ruined yourself.”

Gabriel watched his sister.

There was grief in his face.

But he did not intervene.

Cassandra turned toward him.

“Say something.”

He did.

“You hurt my wife.”

“I’m your sister.”

“And she is my wife.”

“You would choose her over your own blood?”

Gabriel stared at Cassandra for several seconds.

“No.”

“I chose what was right over what was familiar.”

Cassandra stood.

“This isn’t over.”

Elijah stopped her.

“There is another matter.”

She looked back.

“The trust audit discovered unauthorized withdrawals from Theodore’s accounts.”

Cassandra’s face changed.

“How much?”

“Eleven million dollars.”

Julian leaned toward her.

“Do not answer anything.”

Elijah placed bank records on the table.

Transfers went to three shell companies.

One belonged to Vivienne.

One belonged to Cassandra.

The third belonged to someone named Victor Vale.

Gabriel’s uncle.

The man nobody had mentioned since Theodore’s death.

Then the conference-room door opened.

May you like

Victor walked in smiling.

“Looks like I arrived just in time.”

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