PART 3
Lily tapped the screen. Instantly, the large projection displays around the ballroom—normally used for corporate briefings—came to life.
The audio filled the room through the surround-sound system with perfect clarity.
“He won’t last,” Marcus’s voice rang out. “The board will panic.”
“Good,” Victoria’s recorded laughter sliced through the stunned silence. “Once I marry him, I’ll push for medical guardianship. Then we transfer voting power. After that… Poor Julian can recover somewhere quiet.”
A wave of shocked murmurs swept across the room. Victoria’s face drained of color, turning pale and lifeless. She stared at the screen, then spun toward Marcus, whose expression had collapsed into pure panic.
“This is fake!” Sterling shouted, stepping forward. “This is a violation of privacy! As a board member, I refuse to—”
“You won’t be refusing anything for much longer, Sterling,” I cut in, my voice dropping cold and firm. “At noon today, the SEC and federal authorities received copies of your offshore accounts, including the bribe you accepted to fast-track this scheme.”
I turned back to Victoria. “And the doctor who signed that false report? He was arrested two hours ago. He didn’t hesitate to trade your name for a lighter sentence.”
Marcus stumbled backward, pulling out his phone with shaking hands. “Julian, wait, it wasn’t me—she pressured me into—”
“Your phone won’t help you, Marcus,” I said flatly. “Your accounts are frozen. Your access has been revoked. As of five minutes ago, everything you had is gone.”
Victoria took a shaky step toward me, her eyes scanning the room, searching desperately for support, for anyone to stand beside her.
No one did.
Just like before, no one defended her.
Her mother turned away, ashamed. My uncle Arthur stepped back, distancing himself completely.
She was alone.
Realizing there was nothing left to save her, Victoria dropped the act entirely. Her face twisted with raw anger.
“You think you’ve won?” she spat, her voice trembling as she glared at me in the wheelchair. “Look at you! You’re still stuck in that chair! Still a broken, pathetic cripple who spies on people just to feel powerful! You’ll never be the man you used to be!”
