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Alexander's POVI sat in my office at seven AM Thursday morning reviewing security footage from the previous week because paranoia had become my default state since Victor filed his lawsuit.The legal team said the lawsuit was baseless and would be dismissed within months but I knew Victor well enough to understand he never did anything without multiple backup plans.The lawsuit wasn't the endgame, it was cover for something else he was planning.My phone buzzed with a text from Diana Chen, the forensic accountant who'd helped us expose the embezzlement: *Need to meet ASAP. Found something concerning about Victor's activities.*I called her immediately. "What did you find?""Not over the phone. Can you come to my office in an hour?" Her voice was tight with the kind of professional concern that made my stomach drop."I'll be there in thirty minutes."Diana's office was in Brickell and when I arrived she had her laptop open with surveillance photos spread across her desk."I've been mo

Alexander's POVThe call came Friday afternoon while I was reviewing quarterly projections with James, and I almost ignored the unknown number until something made me answer."Alexander Thompson speaking.""Mr. Thompson, this is Rachel Morrison from the Miami Herald. I'm calling to give you an opportunity to comment on a story we're running about Lily Rose and her qualifications to lead Thompson Enterprises."My stomach dropped because I recognized Rachel's name from previous investigative pieces that had destroyed reputations with surgical precision."What kind of story?" I kept my voice neutral while James looked up from his laptop with immediate concern."We've obtained records regarding Ms. Rose's troubled childhood including documentation of her time in foster care, her history of running away from placements, and a period where she lived homeless on Miami streets as a minor." Rachel's tone was professionally detached. "We're also revisiting the forgery arrest from when she was n

Alexander's POVI watched from the observation room adjacent to the conference room where Lily sat under camera lights looking simultaneously terrified and determined.Sarah Mitchell had positioned herself across from Lily with a notebook and gentle expression that I hoped meant she'd keep her promise to treat this interview with respect.Catherine stood beside me watching the monitors that showed multiple camera angles capturing Lily's face and body language."She's going to be amazing." Catherine whispered even though the soundproofing meant Lily couldn't hear us. "Look at how she's sitting. Professional but approachable. Confident despite her obvious nerves."On screen Sarah asked her opening question about Lily's childhood and I watched Lily take a deep breath before beginning to speak."My mother Elena died when I was eight years old. I don't remember much about her except that she loved art and she always smelled like paint and lavender." Lily's voice was steady but I could see

Alexander's POVI watched Victor Walter pace his office through the surveillance feed Diana had established weeks ago when we first discovered his investigation into Lily's background.The feed was technically illegal but I'd stopped caring about legal niceties where Victor's attacks on Lily were concerned.He was throwing things and screaming at someone on the phone and even without audio I could tell he was absolutely furious about how spectacularly his plan had backfired. "He's losing it." Diana sat beside me reviewing the footage. "Look at his body language. That's not just anger, that's desperation."She was right because Victor's movements had the frantic quality of someone watching their carefully constructed plans collapse in real time.He'd spent fifty thousand dollars investigating Lily's past expecting to find ammunition that would force her out of Thompson Enterprises or at least destroy her credibility with the board.Instead Lily had turned his investigation into an opp

Alexander's POVI hadn't slept more than three hours in the past five days because every time I closed my eyes I saw Lily's car crashing with cut brake lines or her apartment exploding from the bomb that had nearly killed her.Friday night I sat in my office at two AM reviewing security footage and police reports trying to find evidence connecting Victor to the attempts on Lily's life.But he was too careful, too smart to leave traces that could be followed back to him.The brake line cutting had been done by a professional who'd worn gloves and avoided cameras.The bomb had been delivered by a courier service that had no record of who'd actually hired them for the delivery.The threatening note had no fingerprints and the handwriting didn't match any samples in police databases.Victor had insulated himself perfectly from legal consequences while still orchestrating attempts to murder the woman I loved.James knocked on my office door at two thirty looking exhausted. "You called?""I