PART 2: THE SECRETS OF THE SAFE
Her threat about taking the company made no sense, considering my father had left the entire business solely to me in his will seven years ago.
After driving Vanessa straight to the hospital for an emergency evaluation, the doctors assured me that our unborn baby was stable and uninjured.
I brought Vanessa back home and made sure she was comfortably resting in bed before heading downstairs to my late father’s private study.
My mother’s desperate mention of my younger brother—a man who had been absent for five years—struck a cold, suspicious chord in my chest.
I walked over to the hidden floor safe behind my father’s bookshelf, a vault I hadn’t opened since the day his estate was settled.
Keying in the combination my father gave me on his deathbed, the heavy metal door clicked open, revealing a thick leather folder.
Inside was a micro-flash drive along with a confidential legal document stamped with a date from just days before my father’s sudden passing.
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