Chapter 4 - Confronting Avia Across The Living Room Table
Avia’s estate was eerily quiet when Beck pulled his sedan into the circular driveway and killed the engine.
The front door was unlocked, a silent invitation that proved she had been expecting him to come looking for answers.
He walked into the sunlit parlor without knocking, finding Avia sitting elegantly by the French doors, sipping Earl Grey tea.
She didn't even turn her head as Beck dropped the manila envelope containing the forged credit agreement onto her glass table.
“You’ve always been impulsive when you’re angry, Beck,” Avia said calmly, lifting the porcelain cup to her lips.
“You forged my signature, and you used Talia as a scapegoat to cover up your financial schemes,” Beck accused, his voice shaking.
Avia set her teacup down with deliberate slowness, her sharp eyes meeting his with chilling, unyielding confidence.
“I protected this family’s legacy while you were busy playing the dutiful husband in a cramped suburban rental,” Avia replied coldly.
“That debt belongs to Mercer Residential, a company designed to shield our family investments from federal tax penalties.”
“It’s a fraudulent shell company used to steal hundreds of thousands of dollars behind my back!” Beck shouted.
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“And Talia was foolish enough to sign the paperwork when she realized what was happening,” Avia added smoothly.
“She knew the risks, Beck. If you push this further, the banks will take everything you own, including your daughter's future.”
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