Chapter 28 - The Manhattan Meeting
At 8:00 PM, Alexander Vance checked into the top-floor executive suite of a luxury hotel overlooking Central Park.
Julian walked into the quiet hotel lounge, sitting down at a private corner table near the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
Ten minutes later, Alexander stepped off the elevator, his tall frame and dark hair bearing an uncanny resemblance to Julian.
He spotted Julian sitting alone, his hand reaching toward his jacket pocket as he stepped forward with intense anger.
"You have nerve showing your face to me, Julian Vance," Alexander said, his voice carrying a crisp European accent.
"Sit down, Alexander," Julian offered calmly, pointing to the empty chair across from him. "You've been lied to your entire life."
"My handlers told me everything!" Alexander snapped bitterly. "You framed Victoria and stole my father's global trust!"
Julian laid out original autopsy reports, toxicological findings, and hand-written letters left by their late father in Philadelphia.
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"Our father was poisoned by the same syndicate that tried to kill me in Boston, Alexander," Julian explained with quiet sadness.
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