Chapter 18
I stared at the high-resolution photograph, my mind racing as the massive puzzle pieces of my past began to realign.
Julian had never been an ambitious self-made entrepreneur who stumbled into my life by accident at an aviation conference ten years ago.
He had been planted in my life by a European aviation dynasty desperate to infiltrate and dismantle Vance Aerospace from within.
His affair with Chloe, his fake vendor invoices, and his attempted eighteen-point-seven-million-dollar wire transfer...
...were all part of a larger, coordinated hostile takeover designed to destroy my family’s legacy on a global scale.
“Where is the jet heading, David?” I asked, my voice cold, steady, and sharp as a tactical blade.
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“The flight plan was filed for Zurich, Switzerland,” David replied, looking into my eyes.
“They are setting up a rival holding firm in Geneva to challenge Vance Logistics’ European air rights.”
