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Chasing Ghost in Numbers.
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The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat A Shell Called Coldwell.
~ Isabella ~My computer screen glowed in the dark room. The blue light made my eyes itch, but I did not look away. For three days, my office at Vanguard Capital had smelled like cold coffee and take-out food.We were hunting a ghost.A few days ago, Julian Vance was dragged away in handcuffs. Nathan had finally seen the truth and called the police on his own best friend. But Julian’s arrest did not bring me the peace I wanted. It only brought more questions. Then, the anonymous message arrived on my private computer. It was signed with a single letter: *C*. The files inside showed that someone else had paid to frame me three years ago. Someone who was not a Wolfe.Maya Lin walked into my office. She carried two white paper cups. She set one on my desk."You need to drink this," Maya said. She sat in the chair opposite me. "Our tech team has been working all night. They finally found where the encrypted message came from."I took a sip of the warm tea. "Did they trace the sender?""No
The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat Behind the Glass.
~ Nathan ~The heavy metal doors of the federal detention center closed behind me with a loud, deep click. The sound echoed in the long hallway. I adjusted the collar of my coat, but the chill inside the building did not go away. I had spent the last two days staring at old financial files in my office, trying to make sense of the mess Julian left behind. My father had warned me to stop digging. He looked so scared when he said it. That fear in my father’s eyes was the exact reason I was here today. I did not want revenge anymore. I just needed the truth.A guard in a brown uniform pointed toward a small room. "Table four, Mr. Wolfe. You have twenty minutes."I nodded and walked inside. The room was small and smelled like old paint and cleaning soap. A thick sheet of clear glass divided the space in half. On the other side of the glass sat Julian.He did not look like the sharp chief legal counsel I used to know. He wore an oversized orange jumpsuit instead of his usual expensive gray
The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat Chasing Ghost in Numbers.
~ Isabella ~The blue light from my computer screen hurt my eyes. It was past midnight, and the Tribeca loft was completely quiet except for the hum of the cooling fans. I stared at the single letter at the bottom of the file.*C.*My hands were shaking. Just a minute ago, I had hung up the phone with Maya. My voice had cracked when I spoke to her, breaking the cold, calm mask I spent years building. For years, I believed Nathan was the only one who put me in that prison cell. I believed his family acted alone. But the files blinking on my screen showed a different story. Someone else had paid to help frame me. Someone outside the Wolfe family.I did not sleep that night. By five o'clock in the morning, I was already sitting in the main boardroom at Vanguard Capital. I turned on the overhead lights. The bright bulbs reflected off the long dark steel table.Maya walked in forty minutes later. She carried two cardboard trays filled with large paper cups of coffee. Her eyes were wide and
The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat A Message Signed 'C'.
Isabella.The news about Julian’s arrest was still all over the television screens in Manhattan. Every financial channel showed pictures of Nathan’s best friend being led away in handcuffs from that fancy restaurant. Even though I was across town in my Tribeca loft, I could feel the rumble of the corporate world shaking. I sat at my wide wooden desk, staring at the monitors. My loft did not have soft carpets or colorful paintings. It had gray concrete walls, dark steel beams, and rows of private, black computer servers that buzzed quietly in the corner. This place was my fortress. It kept the outside world away.I picked up a glass of cold water and took a small sip. My eyes ached from looking at the glowing rows of financial data. For the last few hours, I had been watching the stock prices of Wolfe Enterprises bounce up and down. I reached down to adjust the black power cables under my desk, making sure everything was plugged tight.Suddenly, a loud, sharp beep echoed through the q
The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat The Empire's Last Loyal Man.
**Nathan**The cold air of the courthouse hallway still felt like it was stuck in my lungs. When I had stepped into Isabella’s path and told her there was more she did not know, she did not cry or scream. She simply looked right through me. Her eyes were flat and hard. She walked past me without saying a single word, her black heels clicking against the stone floor until the sound disappeared. She left me standing alone in the crowd.Now, it was past midnight. I sat at my large desk on the top floor of the Wolfe Corporate Tower. The rest of the building was completely dark, but the bright white light from my computer screen hurt my tired eyes. A half-eaten turkey sandwich sat on a paper plate next to my keyboard. The bread was already stale.On the screen was the frozen financial trail of Julian Vance. The government had locked all of Julian's bank accounts the day he was arrested at the restaurant. I rubbed my aching neck and scrolled through the lines of data. My heart beat with a s
The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat Face to Face With the Storm.
~ Isabella ~The glowing computer monitor in my private Vanguard office had stayed on all night. Before we left the building, my lead financial analyst had pointed at a single line of data. It was a decade-old wire transfer from Julian’s frozen bank accounts. The money had gone to a hidden company that no one in the Wolfe family owned. I spent the whole night thinking about that number. It was a small piece of text, but it felt like a heavy rock sitting on my chest. I did not sleep. My eyes felt dry and hot when the morning sun finally hit the tall glass windows of Manhattan.I stood in front of the mirror in my Tribeca loft and pulled on a sharp black suit jacket. The fabric felt stiff and thick. I zipped up my leather briefcase, checking to make sure my digital tablets and legal folders were inside. Maya was already waiting for me downstairs in the back of the dark Vanguard car.When I sat down next to her, she handed me a hot cup of black coffee. The paper cup warmed my cold finger
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