Chapter 3 - The Hidden Medical Records Inside The Wall Safe
Julian reached behind his back, smoothly retrieving a small, heavy silver key from his pocket without breaking eye contact.
He walked with slow, deliberate steps toward the mahogany executive desk positioned near the corner of the penthouse.
Victoria watched him with intense dread, recognizing the antique brass-trimmed wall safe concealed behind the oil painting.
“Don’t open that, Julian! You have no idea what forces you’re unleashing against this family!” she warned sharply.
Julian inserted the key into the heavy iron lock, turning it with a crisp, echoing click that silenced the room.
He swung the steel door open, pulling out a thick manila folder stamped with confidential medical and legal seals.
“These are the unredacted hospital charts proving my recovery was completed over eighteen months ago,” Julian revealed calmly.
Victoria’s face drained of all color as she recognized the official letterhead of Johns Hopkins Medical Center.
“You staged your own paralysis to catch the conspirators red-handed,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
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“You and my treacherous brother thought you won the corporate war before the battle even began,” Julian answered.
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