FORSAKEN WIFE, NOW A BILLIONAIRE'S GREATEST REGRET
But it was the message that terrified me.
*The black ledger. H.E. will know.*
Arthur was watching me, his face pale. "What does it mean?"
"I don't know," I whispered, my mind racing. A ledger. It sounded financial. Something hidden. H.E.? Initials? Another shell corporation?
And then, a memory, sharp and clear, surfaced from the depths of the chaos. Lanc, in a rare, unguarded moment years ago, complaining about his mother's "old-world paranoia." He’d laughed about a "black book" she kept, a physical ledger of all her "off-book" dealings, her secret alliances and paid-off enemies. A ledger she never digitized, because she didn't trust computers.
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