Insight

Chapter 12

The private elevator chimes rang softly, and the heavy oak doors slid open to reveal Harrison Vance in an expensive tailored grey suit. He strode into the penthouse suite with an arrogant smirk plastered across his face.

"Eleanor, what is the meaning of this frantic message?" Harrison demanded loudly, stopping short as he noticed Clara sitting calmly at the table.

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His arrogant smile vanished instantly, replaced by a look of sheer, unmitigated terror as color drained entirely from his face. "Clara... that's impossible."

"Nothing is impossible when you have federal investigators auditing your offshore accounts, Harrison," Eleanor stated, standing up tall and commanding the entire room.

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