Chapter 7
The realization hit the room like a physical blow, suffocating the arrogant air Evelyn had breathed for decades.
Arthur Vance was one of the most powerful financial magnates in American history, controlling billions in private equity.
Mark stared at his mother, his face completely drained of color as the truth sank into his mind.
"You married the daughter of Arthur Vance?" Mark whispered in total disbelief.
"And you never told me?!"
Evelyn slumped onto the velvet sofa, her hand clutching her pearl necklace as if it were a lifeline.
"I thought she was an orphan... she never mentioned her family!" Evelyn stammered weakly.
"She wanted to see if I loved her for who she was, or for her family's money," Mark realized, horror dawning on him.
"And I let you treat her like trash for six years!"
Meanwhile, in Boston, Hannah ended the video call and handed the satellite phone back to David.
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"Are the federal marshals ready?" Hannah asked, adjusting her blazer.
"They are entering the Newport estate right now," David replied.
