Chapter 7 - The Letter No One Was Supposed to FindInside the narrow compartment rested a folded piece of yellowed paper.
Adrian unfolded it with extraordinary care.
The elegant handwriting belonged to his late father.
His eyes silently moved across the page.
Every line deepened the silence surrounding him.
Victoria shifted uneasily.
"What is it?"
Adrian ignored her.
Eleanor quietly closed her eyes.
She had hidden that letter for years, waiting for the right moment.
No one expected the truth to emerge because of a servant defending a simple wooden cane.
Judge Collins watched Adrian carefully.
"I recognize your father's signature."
Several guests leaned forward.
The letter wasn't a will.
It wasn't a financial document.
It was far more personal.
Adrian slowly looked toward his mother.
"You carried this every day?"
Eleanor nodded.
"I was afraid someone would destroy it."
Victoria suddenly stepped forward.
"Let me see it."
"No."
Adrian folded the paper and slipped it into his jacket.
His voice remained calm.
"You've already tried taking enough from her."
Victoria froze.
The guests stared at her differently now.
Not as the elegant hostess.
But as someone desperately trying to hide something.
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And no one yet knew...
...what the letter actually said.
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