PART 2: THE SECRETS OF THE SAFE
Grant panicked, his eyes darting frantically toward the ER exit as he realized I held his entire life in my hands. “Camille, don’t go to the house,” he begged, his voice trembling. “Whatever is in that safe, I can explain!”
I turned my back on him and walked out of the hospital, leaving him trapped in that bed with Tessa while my brother Mason trailed silently behind me, his fists clenched in quiet rage.
Thirty minutes later, I stood in Grant’s study, punching the six-digit code into the heavy steel safe behind his bookshelf. The door clicked open with a heavy, metallic thud.
Inside lay a black leather binder, three offshore bank account ledgers, and a stack of medical records bearing my name from three years ago—documents I had never seen before.
As I flipped through the pages, my breath hitched in my throat. Grant hadn’t just been stealing money from our family business; he had been systematically forging my signature to sell off our company’s patents behind my back.
But the most horrifying document was a confidential medical report detailing how he had paid a corrupt doctor to sabotage my fertility treatments, ensuring I would never become pregnant and remain distracted by grief.
(The true mastermind behind this grand scheme is about to step out of the shadows! Click “Next Page” to continue reading…)
