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Chapter 33: OLIVER’S CONFESSION
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The night was unusually quiet as Oliver drove us to his safe house, a small but secure apartment on the outskirts of town. The tension in the car was palpable, each of us lost in our thoughts. Oliver had managed to shake off the men who had followed us, but I knew that danger still lurked.Once inside the apartment, Oliver took a deep breath and turned to me. “I need to explain everything now. My past actions and the threats against us.”“Go on,” I urged, my anxiety barely contained.Oliver hesitated before speaking. “I was involved with a group that had a lot of influence in the corporate world. When I was assigned to investigate you, I didn’t realize how deep the connections went. I’ve been involved in some activities that now seem to have made me a target.”Before Oliver could elaborate, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a text message from an unknown number. I opened it to find a single, chilling line: *"Rachel has something on you. Meet her if you want to protect yourse
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The night had barely begun, but the tension was already unbearable. After Rachel’s ominous warning, I knew I had to confront Daniel directly. His threats, manipulations, and the entire tangled web of deceit needed to be addressed head-on. I needed answers, and I needed them now.I arrived at Daniel’s office, the towering glass building casting long shadows under the moonlight. My mind was racing as I walked through the imposing lobby, the usual buzz of activity replaced by an eerie silence. I was met by Daniel’s assistant, Isabella, who looked up from her desk with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.“Mr Daniel is expecting you,” Isabella said, her tone neutral. “She’s in the boardroom.”As I ascended to the top floor, my heart pounded. Each step felt heavier than the last. When the elevator doors opened, I was greeted by the sleek, modern boardroom—large windows framing a view of the city lights, a polished table at the center.Daniel was already there, seated at the head of the tab
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The sound of the wind howling outside my apartment was the only thing keeping me grounded. I hadn’t slept at all since the confrontation with Daniel. His cryptic words about a secret child, the promise of more revelations at the warehouse tonight—everything was eating away at me. But it was the weight of the growing scandals surrounding his empire that made my heart race with an overwhelming sense of dread.For the past few days, Daniel’s business had been falling apart at the seams. Every news outlet in the city had something new to report—fraud accusations, insider trading allegations, shady deals that had come to light. The vultures were circling, and it seemed like every part of Daniel’s empire was collapsing faster than anyone could have predicted.I poured myself a cup of coffee, my hands shaking slightly. The bitter scent filled the air, but it did little to calm the storm raging inside me. I hadn’t heard from Daniel since our tense conversation in his office, but I knew tonigh
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The envelope Daniel had given me felt heavier than its size should allow. I stared at it as I sat at my kitchen table, the soft hum of the refrigerator filling the silence. The air felt thick with the weight of everything—his threats, his desperation, the way his empire was crumbling and taking me with it. But it was what I had found in the will earlier that weighed on my mind most. I hadn’t told anyone—not Oliver, not even Abby. When I found that coded section in my mother’s will, something inside me told me that revealing it too soon could unravel everything. It had taken hours of frustration, combing through old letters and family records, before I even understood it was a code. Now I sat there, the papers spread out in front of me, trying to make sense of the last piece.Natalie’s —my mom will have been sealed and hidden away by Daniel’s influence for so long. The fact that he had manipulated its contents was undeniable. But what was so important that he would go to these lengths
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The wind was cold against my face as I drove through the dark streets, heading toward the old courthouse. Oliver’s message had been vague, but the urgency in his voice lingered with me. Something big was happening, and it was all moving faster than I could keep up with.I tried to focus on the road, but my thoughts kept returning to Mikey—my nephew, Abby’s son, and now, the unexpected heir to both my mother’s estate and possibly Daniel’s empire. How could everything be connected? My mother, Daniel, Mikey… all tangled up in a web of secrets, and I had no idea how deep it went.My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as I pulled into the deserted parking lot near the courthouse. The building loomed ahead, dark and abandoned, its once-imposing structure now just a hollow reminder of a forgotten time. But tonight, it was more than just a ruin. Tonight, it felt like the setting for the final act of a play I wasn’t sure I was ready for.Oliver hadn’t arrived yet, so I stayed in the car,
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The night after my confrontation with Rachel weighed heavily on me, like an oppressive fog that refused to lift. Her threats echoed in my mind, a sinister reminder of just how dangerous this game had become. I barely slept, my mind racing, and by morning, I still hadn't decided what to do about the information Rachel was after.The sound of my phone ringing broke through the silence of my kitchen, and for a moment, I considered ignoring it. I wasn't ready for whatever was coming next. But when I saw Daniel’s name flash across the screen, dread settled in my gut like a lead weight.With trembling fingers, I answered.“Emily,” Daniel’s voice was hoarse, defeated, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating man I was used to dealing with. “I need your help.”I froze, the request hitting me like a punch. Is Daniel asking for help? The very man who had manipulated me, played with my life as if it were some twisted game, was now reaching out to me for assistance. My stomach twisted with a mix
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I stood in the silence of my apartment, staring at the phone, my heart racing with the weight of the decision I had to make. Daniel’s words echoed in my mind—his plea for help, the desperation that was so unlike him. And Oliver’s warning, his voice still lingering in my ears, urging me to think of my own future. I glanced at the window, the city lights glittering below as the night stretched on. Time was running out, and I knew I couldn’t hesitate any longer. I had to choose: help Daniel, the man who had manipulated me and caused so much pain, or let him fall and risk Rachel destroying everything I’d built.Oliver’s eyes met mine from across the room, still filled with concern. “Emily, whatever you decide, I’ll support you. But you can’t trust him. You know that, right?”I nodded slowly, but the pit in my stomach refused to settle. “I know… but if Rachel is as dangerous as Daniel says, then this isn’t just about him. She’s already targeted me, Oliver. She won’t stop until she gets ev
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The courthouse loomed before me, an imposing structure of cold stone and steel that seemed to echo the finality of what I was about to do. I stood at the base of the steps, clutching the handle of my leather briefcase so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. The autumn wind whipped around me, tugging at the strands of my carefully styled auburn hair, but I didn’t care. Today was the day I severed the last tie binding me to Daniel Blackwood.As I walked up the steps, the rhythmic click of my heels on the pavement sounded like a countdown to freedom. Each step brought me closer to the closure I’d been craving for years. I adjusted my tailored gray blazer, the fabric stiff and unyielding against my shoulders, as if the garment itself could sense the weight of the decision I was making.Inside, the courthouse was just as I remembered—cold, clinical, and utterly devoid of warmth. The smell of disinfectant hung in the air, mingling with the faint scent of old paper and worn leather. I
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