Todos los capítulos de Seven Days To Forget The Billionaire : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Anna’s POV“Have you found anything?” Vicky asked the moment I answered her call.“Not enough. He covers his tracks well.”“How well?”“Well enough that most people would stop looking.”There was a short silence. “But you’re not most people.”“No.”Vicky exhaled. “I checked a few more documents last night. There’s a property listed under one of the old companies. It was sold three years after our parents died. The buyer’s name is buried under another shell company, but the lawyer who handled the sale is still practising in London.”I sat up straighter. “Do you have the name?”“I’m sending it now.” My phone buzzed with a new message. I opened it and stared at the name of the law firm.“I’ll contact them,” I said.“Anna… be careful how you ask. If the same people who called you are connected to this, they might be watching more than just your phone.”“I know.”“Call me after.”“I will.”I ended the call and immediately searched for the law firm. The website looked ordinary. Corporate. E

Anna’s POVI stayed by the window for several minutes after the black car disappeared.The street had returned to normal, but I no longer trusted the appearance of normality.A few minutes earlier, someone had been sitting outside my house for hours now there was nothing.No car, no person standing nearby, no obvious sign that anything had happened but I knew better.I let the curtain fall back into place and stepped away from the window.Vicky’s words stayed with me. “If one of us finds something, the other knows the same day.”I picked up my phone. I promised her I would call later if nothing happened but something happened.So I called her.She answered almost immediately. “Anna?”“The car is gone.” There was a short silence.“Are you sure?”“Yes. I checked again after you left.”“Did it move while you were watching?”“I don’t know.” I looked away for a few minutes.“Then don’t worry about how it left. What matters is that it was there.”“I keep thinking about what you said.”“Abou

Anna’s POVThe folder from the property records remained on the passenger seat during the drive home, untouched despite the questions circling through my mind.We had spent enough time examining the same documents, following the same names, searching for an answer that always seemed to move one step further away. Tonight, I needed something more than another suspicion.Once inside, I carried the folder to the dining table, opened my laptop and pulled up the financial records Vicky had sent me earlier.Carthwell Estate, Blackwell holdings, Nathan Selmond.Three names had appeared repeatedly throughout our investigation, yet the connection between them remained incomplete.I opened one of the oldest financial records and began comparing the dates, moving slowly from one transaction to the next. Most of the figures meant little without the surrounding documents, although one particular transfer caught my attention.It had happened less than a year after our parents’ deaths.The amount wa

Anna’s POVI wanted the original authorization.Not another transaction, not another company filing and not another document with half the information missing.We had spent too long collecting fragments, and now there was finally one piece that could tell us who had approved the change to the Carthwell Family Trust.I opened the scanned copy again.The page was short, formal and almost painfully ordinary, yet its importance was impossible to ignore.The amendment to the trust had been approved, the reduction of the trust’s interest had been authorised, the property transfer had followed and beneath all of it was the same reference number that had appeared beside the money.Vicky stood beside me, reading the page again.“The signature is still unclear.”“I know.”“Can you enlarge it?”I zoomed in until the words became distorted.The signature remained difficult to make out, but the title beneath it was visible.“Authorized representative of the estate.”I read it twice. “That isn’t e

Anna’s POVThe drive to the hospital was quieter than usual, partly because neither of us knew what the new record could contain and partly because the discovery from the previous night had changed the way I viewed everything we’d already uncovered.The biological verification hadn’t been a random medical procedure, because the estate had paid for it, the sample had been retained, and a follow-up request had been made, then, shortly afterward, instructions had been issued to maintain our separation.We had been searching for the reason behind the separation for weeks, yet the records kept revealing that the people involved had known far more than they had ever admitted.When we reached Steven’s office, he was already waiting.His attention went straight to me. “You came.”“You said you found something.”“I did.” He reached for a thin archive envelope lying beside his computer.“This was stored separately from your medical file.”“Why?”“I’m not sure.” He opened it, and inside was a ph