PART 3
PART 3
The police report made headlines before noon.
Not because my father had slapped me.
Because someone leaked the story first.
"CEO Sues Her Own Father After Family Dispute."
The internet did what it always does.
Half the comments called me brave.
The other half called me heartless.
Then Brielle went live.
She sat on a designer sofa, tears streaming down perfectly made-up cheeks.
"I never wanted any of this," she sobbed. "Natalie has always hated me because our parents loved me more."
Within an hour, millions had watched it.
Sponsors offered sympathy.
Influencers reposted her story.
My inbox filled with death threats.
One message stood out.
You should've let your sister have the house. Money changes people.
Evelyn walked into my office holding another folder.
"This isn't the worst part."
She dropped several documents onto my desk.
Someone had forged my electronic signature.
Loan applications.
Property transfer drafts.
Insurance amendments.
Every single document listed Brielle as the future manager of my Malibu villa.
One document had already been submitted to a private lender.
I looked up.
"How close were they?"
Evelyn didn't answer immediately.
Then she quietly said,
"Three more days..."
"...and your villa would've been collateral for a six-million-dollar loan."
I felt my blood run cold.
They weren't trying to borrow my house.
They were planning to lose it.
Someone inside the company had helped them.
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