Ethan sat in his office, his hands trembling as he watched the video clips. The images played over and over in his mind, each frame burning deeper into his heart. He couldn’t believe it—his childhood friend, Liam, and his assistant had gone this far. For money.
Liam, his brother in everything but blood, had been envious of him all along. Ethan thought back to all the years they’d shared; all the trust he’d placed in a man who had now turned out to be a snake.
Prince, his son, had always disliked Liam. Ethan dismissed those feelings as baseless, but now he realized how wrong he’d been.
And Emma. His wife. She had suspected Liam all these years. Ethan clenched his fists. She had been investigating Liam in secret, keeping it all from him to protect him. It stung deeply that she hadn’t trusted him enough to confide in him, though he understood why. If he had known, he could have handled the matter himself. Instead, she carried this heavy burden for twenty-five long years.
“I’m sorry, sir,
