Chapter 7 - THE DISCOVERY OF JULIAN
Mark sat in his downtown office when Detective Vance's phone call came through with the breaking update.
"She slipped up and named Julian Vance, Mark... your corporate competitor and former brother-in-law," the detective reported.
Mark gripped his desk phone so hard his knuckles turned stark white against the dark wood.
"Julian... that bastard was working with her to strip my children of their inheritance all along," Mark growled.
"We have a warrant to raid his downtown penthouse suite within the hour; want to join us?" the detective asked.
"I'll meet your team at his lobby entrance in twenty minutes," Mark replied, slamming the phone down onto its cradle.
He stood up, adjusting his navy blue suit jacket and checking the gold signet ring on his right hand.
The betrayal cut deeper than a knife; Julian had been sitting at Thanksgiving dinner with his family while plotting their ruin.
Mark strode out of his executive office, passing rows of glass-paneled workstations with an aura of pure, quiet vengeance.
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The corporate elevator descended swiftly toward the underground parking garage where his dark sedan awaited.
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