Chapter 2 - Conrad Blocks Agatha From Reaching The Secret Envelope
Agatha lunged forward across the shattered terracotta fragments, her manicured fingers clawing desperately toward the corner of the white waterproof envelope.
Before her rings could graze the slick plastic surface, Conrad’s heavy boot dropped firmly over the edge of the document.
Agatha froze, her breath catching in her throat as she looked up into Conrad’s cold, unblinking eyes.
“Don't even think about it, Agatha,” Conrad warned, his voice a low rumble that cut through the stunned silence of the garden party.
Julian groaned from beneath the splintered wood of the collapsed trellis, struggling to untangle his expensive silk suit from the thorny rose vines.
None of the elite socialites or wealthy donors dared to step forward or offer a helping hand to the fallen patriarch.
Conrad bent down slowly, keeping his eyes locked on Agatha’s panicked face while he retrieved the mysterious package from the dirt.
The heavy plastic seal was intact, protecting whatever hidden truth lay buried beneath the expensive landscaping for years.
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Agatha’s face drained of all color, her lips trembling as she realized her carefully guarded secrets were about to see the light of day.
Conrad tucked the envelope securely inside his jacket pocket, turning his back on the trembling woman to check on his son.
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