Chapter 4

The morning light filtered through the blinds of Victoria Hartwell's office as I slid the manila folder across her polished desk.

"These are the financial records I found in my father's study," I said quietly. "Lawson has been siphoning funds for at least the past eighteen months."

Victoria's manicured fingers opened the folder, her expression remaining professionally neutral as she scanned the documents. Only the slight narrowing of her eyes betrayed her surprise.

"This is... comprehensive," she said finally, looking up at me. "How did you gather all this?"

"I've been reviewing every quarterly report since I returned," I replied.…