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Chapter 12: Damage Control
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2026-11-12 20:45:18
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Marcus was losing control.He stood at the head of the boardroom table, his voice hoarse, his face pale with rage. The board members were arrayed before him, their expressions ranging from skeptical to openly hostile."This is a smear campaign," Marcus said, slamming his fist on the table. "Someone is trying to destroy this company. Someone with inside knowledge.""Then find them," the chairman said coldly. "You have one week, Marcus. One week to fix this mess. Or the board will vote to remove you as CEO."Marcus stormed out of the meeting and retreated to his office, where Blackwood was waiting."The story came from an anonymous source," Blackwood said, handing Marcus a printed copy of the Ledger article. "The journalist, Rebecca Cole, is refusing to reveal who gave her the documents. But my sources tell me she met with someone two days ago. A woman.""Victoria," Marcus hissed."It's likely," Blackwood conceded. "She's smart. She's escalating slowly. She's trying to turn the board ag
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Victoria didn't go to the police.She spent the entire night in a cheap motel on the outskirts of the city, sitting on the edge of a lumpy mattress with her laptop open and the USB drive plugged in. She scrolled through the files Marcus had hidden away—the offshore accounts, the shell companies, the fabricated invoices. It was a masterpiece of white-collar crime, a carefully constructed labyrinth of lies that had been bleeding millions from Hayes Global for years.She could take it to the authorities right now. She could walk into the nearest precinct, hand over the evidence, and watch Marcus Hayes crumble.But she knew better than to think it would be that simple.Marcus had connections. He had lawyers who charged more per hour than most people made in a month. He had friends in high places, politicians and judges and business magnates who owed him favors. If she went to the police, he would spin it as corporate espionage. He would paint her as a disgruntled former employee, a frauds
The Wife He Buried Alive Chapter 12: Damage Control
Marcus stood in the middle of his office, his chest heaving, his fists clenched at his sides. The USB drive was gone. The evidence was gone. And Victoria—his dead, buried, forgotten wife—was alive.He picked up his phone and dialed a number he knew by heart."Blackwood," he said, his voice tight. "I need you at the penthouse. Now."Thirty minutes later, a tall, lean man with a shaved head and cold, grey eyes sat across from Marcus in the study. His name was Silas Blackwood, and he was the best private investigator money could buy. He had worked for governments, for cartels, for men who needed secrets kept and problems solved. He was not a man who was easily impressed or easily rattled.But even he raised an eyebrow when Marcus told him the truth."Let me get this straight," Blackwood said, his voice flat. "Your wife, who you tried to kill three years ago, is alive. She's been living under a fake identity. She's been working in your company for the past week. And she just stole a copy
The Wife He Buried Alive Chapter 11: The Escape
Victoria didn't take the elevator. She took the stairs, her footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell as she descended two floors at a time. Her lungs burned, her legs ached, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop. Marcus would be calling security right now, locking down the building, mobilizing his men.She burst out of the stairwell on the ground floor and sprinted toward the back exit. The alley behind the building was dark and empty, the rain from earlier still puddling in the gutters. She had parked her car two blocks away, in a hidden spot she had scouted weeks ago.She heard shouting behind her. Security guards, emerging from the building, their flashlights cutting through the darkness."Find her!" a voice shouted. Marcus. He was there, standing at the back door, his silhouette stark against the light. "She can't have gone far! Check the alleys!"Victoria ducked into a side alley, pressing herself against the cold brick wall, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She waited, counti
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The next two days passed in a blur of careful, calculated activity. Victoria worked silently in her glass box of an office, compiling evidence, cross-referencing financial records, and waiting for Chloe to deliver on her promise.She didn't sleep much. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Marcus's face in the boardroom, the flicker of recognition, the dawning horror. She saw the river, black and cold, closing over her head. She woke each morning with her heart pounding and her sheets tangled around her legs, the taste of river water still phantom-sharp on her tongue.But she didn't let it slow her down. She couldn't afford to.On Tuesday morning, a plain white envelope appeared under Victoria's office door, slid through the gap while she was in a meeting. Inside was a single sheet of paper with a series of numbers and letters written in Chloe's neat, looping handwriting—Marcus's server credentials.Victoria felt a surge of cold triumph. She had him.But she knew better than to act
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Monday morning arrived with a deceptive calm. The sun was shining, the city hummed with its usual relentless energy, and the employees of Hayes Global went about their business as if the world wasn't about to implode.Victoria walked through the glass doors at precisely eight o'clock, her heels clicking a steady, confident rhythm on the marble floor. She wore a tailored charcoal suit, her black bob sleek and severe. She was ready for battle.She didn't go to her office. Instead, she made her way to the marketing department, a sprawling floor of open-plan desks and glass-walled meeting rooms. Chloe's office was at the far end, a corner suite with a view of the park.Victoria knocked once and entered without waiting for a response.Chloe was seated behind her desk, her face pale and drawn. She hadn't slept. The dark circles under her eyes and the slight tremor in her hands gave her away. She was wearing the same pearl necklace, a detail Victoria noted with cold satisfaction."Ms. Vance,
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