Chapter 2 - Jonathan Confronts Victoria About The Golden Medallion Crest
Jonathan stepped further into the sunlit penthouse lobby, his eyes fixed entirely upon the solid-gold heirloom in Samantha’s hand.
The weight of fifteen years of mourning seemed to lift from the elderly chairman’s shoulders in a single breathless instant.
“Where did you get that medallion, young lady?” Jonathan asked, his voice shaking with profound emotional resonance.
Victoria lunged forward, her face twisted in absolute panic as she tried to intercept the chairman’s path.
“Jonathan, don't listen to her! It’s a stolen antique, a cheap forgery crafted to destabilize our corporate stock!” Victoria shrieked.
Jonathan raised a single aged hand, silencing Victoria with a glare so fierce it made the fake CEO stagger backward.
“Silence, Victoria,” Jonathan commanded coldly, never taking his eyes off the ancient family crest glowing under the crystal chandelier.
He reached out trembling fingers, tracing the intricate sun crest and the initials carved into the heavy gold surface.
“This medallion was forged in Geneva before any of us were born,” Jonathan whispered reverently.
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“Only the true heir to the Vance estate was ever entrusted with this sacred family symbol.”
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