Chapter 6 - The Confession
While Graham cornered Richard near the champagne tower, Elise slipped into the hotel’s administrative suite.
She hacked into the gala’s private Wi-Fi network, isolating Richard’s phone signal.
Her fingers flew across the keyboard, downloading the encrypted messages he was currently sending to Vanguard’s CEO.
“Transfer the final payout,” the text read. “Mercer is distracted. The board votes tomorrow.”
Suddenly, the door to the office clicked shut, and the lock engaged.
Elise spun around to see the woman from the restaurant—the fake Camilla—standing there with a cold, desperate look in her eyes.
“You ruined everything,” the woman hissed, reaching into her clutch.
Before she could draw the weapon, the heavy oak door shattered off its hinges.
Graham stood in the doorway, flanked by his private security detail.
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“I believe you owe my date an apology,” Graham said, his voice lethal.
The fake Camilla dropped her bag, raising her hands in immediate surrender as security swarmed the room.
