Chapter 3 - Evelyn Drops The Custody Folder In Pure Terror
The black leather legal folder containing Sophia’s forced custody documents slipped from Evelyn’s trembling fingers and hit the concrete porch with a dull thud. Loose papers fluttered across the floor, scattering around her designer shoes as the wealthy mother-in-law stared blankly into space.
“Evelyn, what do you know about this call? Why does the mention of my father make you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?” Daniel demanded.
Evelyn swallowed hard, desperately trying to regain her usual arrogant composure, but her lips quivered as she struggled to form a coherent denial.
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“It’s... it’s a sick prank generated by modern artificial intelligence software designed to extort our family trust,” Evelyn lied, her voice pitching high.
“Nobody fakes a voice print registered with federal maritime databases, Evelyn!” Daniel shouted, stepping closer to her with mounting fury.
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