Chapter 4 - THE FALL
Chaos erupted. Brenda screamed that it was all a lie, that I’d planted everything, that I was trying to ruin them. Connor tried to run for the door, but the agents stepped in his path. The investors were shouting questions, demanding to know where their money had gone, calling their lawyers right there at the table.
I stayed seated, watching as they were cuffed and read their rights. Brenda’s jeweled heel caught on the carpet as she was led away—the same heel that had kicked my chair not an hour earlier.
When they were gone, the room went quiet again. One of the investors turned to me, his voice tight. “Is all of that true?”
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“Every word,” I said. “My lawyer and the investigators have everything. Your funds are already being frozen and traced. Most of it is still intact—they hadn’t had time to move it offshore yet.”
I stood up, smoothed my dress, and picked up my purse. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way. But I couldn’t let them take everything and walk away.”
