LOGINMarcus's POVThe confirmation came at eight in the morning, a short message from my father's assistant. He would arrive within the week. No details, no questions, just a flight number and a time.I read it standing at my office window, and my coffee went cold in my hand. The talk everyone had been avoiding could not be avoided anymore.I knew what Liam had been doing. People had started looking at me differently in meetings, with polite smiles and careful eyes. He was planting a story that I had stolen his wife while the marriage was still alive. If my father heard it first, he would walk into the house already angry.I sat down and wrote out the timeline on a yellow pad. Dates, places, who knew what. I wanted every answer ready. But some parts belonged to Jia, the nights she cried, the things she told me in the dark. Those were not mine to share, not even with my father.That evening I drove to her apartment, and she opened the door before I knocked."You look like you swallowed a ro
Jake's POVMarcus had spread the records across his office table in neat piles, and I stood over them with a cup of cold coffee that I forgot to drink."Look at this one." He slid a page toward me. "The approval for the second payment. It came through Liam's department at nine in the morning.""And Daniel's name?" I leaned closer."Added at four that afternoon." Marcus tapped the corner of the page. "After the money had already left the account."I stared at the timestamp, and my stomach turned. "He wrote the name in later. To cover himself.""Maybe." Marcus held up a hand before I could go on. "Or someone did it for him. We do not know yet.""Then let's ask him." I straightened. "Right now. I will walk down the hall and put this on his desk.""No." Marcus said it calmly. "If we accuse him today, he will say the employee made a mistake and the file was updated by accident. We need the original records and a clear timeline first.""He is using Daniel as a shield." My voice rose. "A man
Liam's POVI found out about the apartment from my assistant, who heard it from someone in the hospital billing office. Jia had moved. She had a new address, a new lease, and her little sister staying with her for the holidays.I read the message three times, then threw my pen across the room.I had planned to see her in the family house when Father came back. She would be nearby. She would be easy to reach. I would sit across from her at dinner and wear her down, one soft word at a time. Now she had a front door I could not walk through.She was angry, that was all. People who are angry do foolish things. In a few weeks she would sit in that quiet apartment and miss the dinners, the parties, the life I gave her. She would miss me.I called her that night. She picked up on the fourth ring."What do you want, Liam?""I want to say something." I kept my voice low and warm. "I regret how it ended. I should have been better. I want to make up for everything I failed to do.""You have said
Jia's POVThe apartment sat ten minutes from the hospital, on the fourth floor of a quiet brick building with tall windows and a small balcony. The moment I stepped inside, I felt my shoulders drop."It is bright." I turned in a slow circle. "I like that.""The agent said the building has a security desk." Marcus checked the lock on the front door twice. "And the heating works. I tested it.""You tested the heating?""Someone had to." He opened a cabinet and looked inside. "The kitchen has enough storage. The second bedroom has a good window. Your sister can stay there."I stopped walking. "You remembered that.""You mentioned it once." He shrugged like it was nothing. "You also said you wanted a corner for reading. I think this one works."He pointed to a spot by the window where afternoon light fell across the floor. My throat tightened. Liam had lived with me for five years and never remembered my favorite tea."The decision is yours." Marcus stepped back. "I just checked the borin
Marcus's POVRachel put the report on my desk at seven in the morning. She had not gone home. Her eyes were red and her blazer was wrinkled, and she stood there with her arms crossed like she was afraid the papers might bite."Read page six first." She tapped the folder. "Then tell me I am wrong."I read it twice. Four payments, all sent to the same outside company, all approved through Liam's department. On three of them the signature belonged to Daniel Reeves, a mid level manager in procurement. The fourth payment had the same signature, but the date on the form was a Sunday, and Daniel's badge records showed he had not entered the building."The documents do not match the original records." I closed the folder. "Someone changed them.""Or someone wants it to look like Daniel did." Rachel lowered her voice. "I preserved everything. Copies are in two places.""Good." I picked up the phone. "I am calling Jake."He came to my office within the hour, loosening his tie, and I handed him
Marcus's POVLiam did not hide his anger anymore. That was what bothered me most after the café. A man who shouts is easy to read. A man who goes quiet and walks away with his jaw tight is planning something.I sat in my office the next morning with the door closed and called my head of security."I want someone watching Jia's building." I kept my voice low. "From a distance. She cannot know.""Understood." He paused. "Should we assign a driver and a guard?""No." I rubbed my forehead. "She will hate that, and she would be right. I am not going to turn her life into a cage. Just keep eyes on the street."After that I called Rachel from the finance team."Any update on the outside companies?" I leaned back and looked at the ceiling."One of them has a stronger link to your brother than we thought." Her voice was careful. "The owner used to work for a firm that handled Liam's department contracts. Same address on old filings. Same bank.""Preserve everything." I sat up. "Every email, ev







