PART 4
PART 4
Finding the leak took less than forty-eight hours.
Accepting who it was...
took much longer.
Michael Harper.
My Chief Financial Officer.
The man I'd worked beside for eight years.
The man I'd trusted enough to sign billion-dollar acquisitions.
Security footage showed him entering the executive records room after midnight.
Email logs proved he'd forwarded confidential board documents to Brielle for months.
When confronted, he didn't deny it.
"You don't understand," he said.
"I love her."
I stared at him.
"You destroyed your career for Brielle?"
He shook his head.
"No."
"I destroyed it because she promised we'd build a future together."
Evelyn slid another photograph across the table.
Brielle and Michael.
Vacationing together in Italy.
Six months ago.
Then another.
Engagement rings.
Dad knew.
Mom knew.
Everyone knew.
Everyone...
except me.
The room spun.
Dad hadn't defended Brielle because she was his favorite.
He'd already decided she would inherit everything.
My villa.
My company.
Even my executive team.
I fired Michael on the spot.
Before security escorted him out, he looked back at me.
"You still don't know the truth."
"What truth?"
He smiled.
"Ask your mother why she hates you."
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For the first time...
I wondered whether this had ever been about money at all.
