Chapter 2 - Victoria's Secret Bank Account Finally Stands Exposed
The brilliant crystal chandeliers hanging above the wedding altar suddenly cast an uncomfortably harsh light over the entire grand ballroom.
Ethan stood frozen in his custom-tailored tuxedo, his breathing turning shallow as the horrifying implication settled deep in his chest.
He slowly turned his head away from Julian to look at his mother, searching her face for any sign of a joke or denial.
Victoria’s immaculate emerald gown rustled softly as she shifted her weight, her manicured hands tightly clutching her diamond-studded clutch purse.
“Mom... tell me Julian is lying right now,” Ethan whispered, his voice cracking with a mixture of betrayal and raw disbelief.
Victoria raised her chin with characteristic aristocratic pride, though a faint sheen of nervous perspiration glistened along her hairline.
“Your friend is obviously fabricating an elaborate digital hoax to ruin our family name on your wedding day, Ethan,” Victoria stated coldly.
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Julian let out a sharp, cynical laugh, stepping closer to the altar while holding the metallic blue USB drive aloft.
“A digital hoax? The wire transfer logs are stamped with the Federal Reserve routing numbers and your personal biometric authentication key,” Julian retorted.
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