Elisa Lam Case Novels & Stories

"We represent Swiss Healthcare Group." Lily's smile dropped. "Who are you? This is a private event! Security!" The lawyer didn't flinch. He held up a document. "This is a court summons. You're being sued for stealing the intellectual property of Ms. Emma Ellington. See you in court."

And Daniel has always paid attention. "And you have not," he says simply. He pushes the hard drive across the table. I pick it up. It weighs almost nothing. Objects that carry this much consequence should feel heavier. They never do. "There is a passcode," Daniel says. He writes it on a piece of paper and slides it toward Adrian. "A barrister named Elara Voss in London. She has been building a case against Richard independently for three years. She ran out of evidence. You can give her what she needs." He pauses. "She is clean. Richard tried to buy her twice. She reported both attempts. She is the right person."

She was also a lawyer, but after three years of practice, she had never won a single case, earning her the reputation as one of the most incompetent lawyers in the industry. However, everything changed because of the Crestwood Estate case a year ago. In that case, Yara represented the victim, a young girl, suing the wealthy businessman, Leo Harrington. Elena was Leo’s defense attorney. Initially, the evidence was conclusive, and victory seemed assured for the victim. But the night before the trial, all the evidence on Yara’s computer vanished, leading to a devastating loss. The case garnered widespread attention, and the media painted the young victim as a prostitute.

Ed said. "That's not true sir, you know very well that Elise is passionate about her work and always does it diligently and professionally. This is her life goal and she would never let go of any opportunity that would enable her expand her career, I can assure you sir that someone is out there to ruin her career, but we'll find him or her soon to confirm to you that Elise never planned all there. Recently her gown for the photo shoot had been damaged but she was able to pull it off, this just shows her dedication and love to her work,’ Lisa said. "Well said Lisa, I hope that from today I won't hear

“This island is sovereign private property. Leave.” Elena smiled coldly. “Not anymore. These are emergency orders signed by Judge Harlan. Due to the leaked video, your documented BDSM lifestyle, and Isla’s clear emotional instability, we’ve been granted temporary custody evaluation rights and supervised visitation starting immediately.” Lilith stepped forward, eyes locked on the collar at my throat. “How fitting. The little whore wears her leash in public now. Tell me, Isla, do you bark when he tells you to?” Heat flooded my cheeks, but I lifted my chin. “This is between Damien and me. It has nothing to do with our children.”

“For weeks, I’ve been framed as a beneficiary of a man I never claimed. The DNA evidence was forged. The documents were manipulated. The story was constructed to discredit me and protect the real criminals.” Murmurs rippled through the crowd. She continued, her voice unwavering. “Edward Richards was not my father. He was my mother’s tormentor. And the empire he built did not belong to him - it was stolen from the truth.” Applause broke out, then shouts, and then more cameras. A reporter yelled, “What about Elise Richards?” Cassie didn’t hesitate. “Elise orchestrated this campaign. And today, she faces arrest for conspiracy, fraud, and obstruction of justice.”

"The ones you signed over today in the courtroom? If she already owned the trust, what did you actually give her?" Liam’s expression shifted. A touch of the old, dangerous wit returned to his eyes. "I gave her the legal liability. My father’s trust was a shell, Isabella. It held the title, yes, but it also held the indemnity for the 2018 bypass. By signing those papers, I didn't give her wealth. I gave her the criminal record. As of noon today, Eleanor Vane is the only person legally responsible for the human rights violations of the Medusa project."

And just like that, another link to the past vanished. Lucian leaned back in his chair, the document trembling slightly in his hands. Elara Jensen had been an important witness to the night Isla lost their child. Her name had appeared in the old medical documents he'd acquired so far. She was never listed in the official hospital logs. It was like a ghost entry that only someone with power could make disappear. And someone had. Across the city, Isla stood in her study, the same obituary pulled up on her tablet. But unlike Lucian, she wasn’t torn anymore. Now she wasn’t confused. But she was certain.

The prosecutor moved, and the screen behind him lit up. Data filled the display. Charts, sequences, models. The structure was unmistakable, and the moment Elara saw it, tears gathered in her eyes. Those were her babies. She did not know how many nights she stayed awake in the lab, perfecting the research data. That was her work, but unfortunately, it was under someone’s name now. “Elara Voss,” The prosecutor paused before he continued, “had neither the clearance nor the ethical approval to perform such procedures. When her unstable replication failed, it triggered a system-wide malfunction that led to the destruction of a critical research facility.”

"Lexie, how have you been? Have you been busy?" I had no idea what was said on the phone and only saw Eliezer raise his eyebrows slightly. "What? The Fleming Group actually wants you as an attorney advisor too..." My heart fluttered. I didn't hold back and asked, "Eliezer, may I ask if this client of his is named 'Ramon Fleming'?" Eliezer nodded, asked Lexie, and then turned to me and said, "Araceli, he said yes."