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BOOK TWO - Chapter 11: Elizabeth's Weakness
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~ Aria POV ~The call comes at 6:47 AM, jarring me from the first decent sleep I've had in weeks. My phone buzzes against the nightstand, and I fumble for it in the darkness, my heart already racing. Nothing good ever comes this early."Mrs. Walton? This is Rebecca Chen from Channel 7 News. We'd like your comment on the allegations against the Children's Hope Foundation.""What allegations?" The words scrape out of my throat, raw and confused."You haven't seen the morning news? Ma'am, there are serious accusations of financial impropriety—"I hang up. My hands shake as I reach for the remote, clicking on the bedroom TV with trembling fingers.The anchor's voice cuts through the morning quiet like a blade: "—shocking revelations about one of New Jersey's most prominent charities. Documents obtained by this station suggest that the Children's Hope Foundation, founded by billionaire philanthropist Aria Walton, has been funneling donations into private accounts rather than helping disadv
THE BILLIONAIRE SECRET TWIN HEIR BOOK TWO - Chapter 11: Elizabeth's Weakness
The coffee shop smells like burnt beans and disappointment. I sit in the corner booth, watching steam curl from my untouched latte while scrolling through the latest business headlines on my phone. Another failed attempt. The financial rumors I'd carefully planted last week—anonymous tips to three different financial journalists about irregularities in the Walton-Campbell merger—had been debunked within forty-eight hours.*Damn them.*Michael and Aria's response had been swift and brutal. Press conferences. Financial transparency reports. Third-party audits. They'd turned my attack into a showcase of their business integrity. The headlines now read like love letters to their corporate marriage.My fingers tighten around the phone until my knuckles go white. Ten years in that hellhole of a prison, and for what? To watch them parade around like some power couple success story while I scrape together schemes that fall apart faster than wet tissue paper.The bell above the door chimes. I
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