CHAPTER 128

I wasn’t content to let things rest with just the hope that justice would favor me. No, I needed more. I needed solid evidence if I was ever going to win this lawsuit. As Aunt Lou left for her clinic, I found myself dialing Henry’s number, my heart pounding with every ring.

Henry had overseen the failed multi-billion dollar project alongside me, but ever since that fateful day when I fell down the staircase, I’d been sidelined from the operations. It still puzzled me how they could so confidently accuse me when I had barely touched the project documents. There had to be something more to this, something I was missing.

Henry answered on the second ring, his voice warm and familiar. “Margarette, it’s been a while. How are you holding up?”

“I’m managing, Henry. Listen, I know this might seem out of the blue, but can we meet? I need to discuss something important.”

There was a brief pause on the other end, and I held my breath, waiting for his response. “Of course,” he finally said. “The