Chapter 9 - Stripped of Wealth and Left Alone in the Cold
Back at the Connecticut estate, Arthur stood in his private study, staring out the floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the gardens.
Victoria entered without knocking, her face pale and her hands shaking as she held a glass of brandy.
“The men you sent missed them at the diner,” Victoria reported nervously, her voice cracking. “Reynolds got involved.”
Arthur didn't turn around. His hands remained folded behind his back.
“I told you to handle this quietly, Victoria,” Arthur said coldly, his voice echoing in the large room. “Now the police are involved.”
“It was your idea to keep the girl hidden three years ago!” Victoria snapped back, losing her composure. “You knew what would happen if Mark found out!”
Arthur turned slowly, his sharp gaze locking onto her with terrifying intensity.
“I kept the girl alive because she is Julian’s blood,” Arthur said, taking a step toward her. “You, on the other hand, are replaceable.”
Victoria took a step back, her glass shaking so violently that liquid spilled onto the expensive hardwood floor.
“What are you saying, Arthur?” she whispered, terror settling into her chest.
“I am saying your access to the family trust accounts has been revoked as of five minutes ago,” Arthur stated calmly.
“You can’t do that! I built this life with you!” Victoria screamed, slamming her glass down onto a side table.
“Pack your bags, Victoria,” Arthur commanded softly, turning back to the window. “Before I decide to tell the police what you were doing at the harbor four years ago.”
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Victoria stood frozen, realizing that the man she thought she was manipulating had been playing her all along.
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