Chapter 3: The Web of Lies
Mrs. Sterling’s face turned the color of parchment. "Mr. Vanguard, I... the reports were clear. The staff confirmed—"
"You didn't have staff," Arthur cut in, his voice rising into a terrifying, resonant boom. "You had a position I gave you. A position you used to isolate me from my family while you systematically looted the secondary accounts of the Vanguard Trust."
Arthur turned to his bodyguards, who had materialized at his side. "Find my lawyer. And tell the police that the manager of this showroom is no longer under my protection."
He looked back at Leo. The boy was staring at the billionaire, seeing not a powerful tycoon, but an old man who looked like he had finally found a reason to breathe.
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"She’s not dead," Leo said. "She’s at the clinic on 5th Street. But they won’t let me see her anymore. They said the insurance stopped paying."
Arthur’s expression shifted. It was no longer grief; it was cold, calculating, and lethal. "Insurance? My daughter didn't need insurance. She needed a father."
