Helen slid another document across the table. “For what services did your mother provide?”
Patricia snapped, “I don’t work for you.”
Helen nodded. “Exactly.”
The room went still.
Then came the vendor contracts.
Three shell companies tied to Daniel’s cousins.
Inflated invoices.
Duplicate consulting fees.
Fake logistics reports.
The preliminary loss was $640,000.
Patricia pressed a hand to her mouth.
Daniel looked at me with the wounded expression he used when charm failed.
“You’re really going to destroy me over money?”
I touched the torn dress.
“No. You destroyed yourself over greed.”
His mask cracked.
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