Chapter 15 - The Thirty-Year Lie
"Where... where did you get that?" Arthur whispered, his booming voice shrinking into a pathetic squeak.
"From my grandson," I replied, leaning over the desk and planting my palms firmly on the polished wood.
"The three-year-old boy you didn't account for when you sent Rebecca to ruin my family."
Arthur stumbled backward, slamming into the glass window behind him as his hands began to shake uncontrollably.
"Daniel... listen to me!" Arthur pleaded, raising his hands in desperate surrender. "It wasn't my idea!"
"Evelyn came to me two years ago! She had leverage on my offshore accounts in Panama! She forced me to help them!"
"Stop lying, Arthur!" I roared, my voice echoing like thunder through the empty, cavernous suite.
"I saw the bank records! I saw the forged signatures you drafted in 2022 before I even met Rebecca!"
"You spent thirty years pretending to be my brother while plotting to destroy my daughter and steal my life's work!"
"I built this firm!" Arthur screamed back, his fake warmth completely shattering into pure, bitter jealousy.
"You got all the credit! You got the news interviews, the industry awards, the legacy!"
"I did half the work, Daniel, but everyone called it Miller Development!"
"I deserved half of this empire, and I was going to take what was rightfully mine!"
I looked at the man I had trusted with my life for three decades, feeling nothing but cold, hollow disgust.
"You won't be taking anything, Arthur," I declared softly.
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I tapped a button on my smart watch, and the double doors of the executive suite swung open once more.
Four federal officers and two cyber-crime prosecutors walked into the office, carrying federal asset seizure warrants.
