Chapter One hundred and Ninety-three

Lana’s POV

André took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the floor. “I found it after I logged back into our database back in Cartonica, so I’ve known for a while. I thought I was protecting her by keeping it to myself. I wanted to protect her.”

I placed my hand on his knee, offering comfort in the best way I could. “It is something about Freda and her operations.”

I tightened my grip on his knee; my patience was beginning to run thin. “What is it, André?" Please, just tell me.”

When he looked up at me, his eyes were filled with a mixture of guilt, embarrassment, and shame. I felt sorry for him. Sorry that he had to have someone like Freda as a mother; sorry that he had honed all his life convinced that he was doing the right thing.

“It’s not just the money laundering, Lana. There’s evidence of her manipulating your father’s board members for years. She has dirt on all of them—blackmail material. That’s one of the reasons why none of them will testify against her. They’re all scared s