Chapter 8 - THE SECRETS OF THE ESTATE
Back at the mansion, the forensic investigation team meticulously dusted the balcony railing and collected fiber evidence.
Ethan stood alone in the grand foyer, staring down at the exact spot where he had slid across the black-and-white checkered floor.
He realized with a sickening sense of clarity that his mother's cruelty toward Clara was not an isolated incident of bad temper.
For years, Eleanor had systematically sabotaged his previous relationships, driving away anyone who threatened her absolute control over his life.
Clara had been the only one strong enough to see through the facade, and Eleanor had decided to eliminate her permanently for it.
He walked over to his father's old mahogany desk in the private study, unlocking the bottom drawer with a small brass key.
Inside lay a collection of encrypted financial files detailing how Eleanor had embezzled from family trusts to fund her lavish social empire.
Ethan pulled out a flash drive, downloading the entire digital archive into his pocket with a resolute, unyielding focus.
If his mother wanted a brutal war for survival, he would give her a front-row seat to the complete dismantling of her legacy.
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His phone buzzed on the desk, displaying an incoming call from Clara, who was resting safely at a private downtown hotel.
"Ethan? Are you okay? The media vans are already gathering outside the front gates," Clara's voice trembled slightly over the line.
