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Chapter 2: The Director Arrives News spread through the hospital in minutes. A pregnant woman. Attempted murder. A billionaire involved. The Director of St. Gabriel Medical Center immediately canceled every meeting. Dr. Adrian Sinclair entered the emergency floor with astonishing speed. The moment he saw Khloe's medical file... His face turned white. "Where is she?" The nurses pointed toward the operating room. Marcus stood outside, his suit covered with Khloe's blood. Dr. Sinclair stopped. "Marcus." Marcus nodded. "She's inside." The director looked through the operating room window before asking quietly, "What happened?" Marcus handed him the footage from Camera 17. Dr. Sinclair watched every second. His hands began shaking. Then... He removed his glasses. Very few people had ever seen the hospital director lose his composure. When he finally spoke... His voice broke. "She..." "...is my niece." Marcus looked up in shock. "What?" "Khloe's mother was my younger sister." "We kept our relationship private because our family never wanted influence to affect her career." Marcus suddenly understood. Khloe had never once used her family name. She wanted to succeed on her own. Dr. Sinclair slowly turned toward security. "Seal every recording." "No one deletes a single frame." Then he faced Isabella. "You assaulted my niece." "You endangered my grandnephew." "I promise you..." "You will never walk away from this." For the first time... Isabella realized she wasn't fighting only Marcus anymore. She had awakened an entire family. / Chapter 3 / 5

Chapter 4: The Night Every Secret Collapsed

Chapter 4: The Night Every Secret Collapsed

Marcus organized an emergency shareholders' gala.

Nobody knew why.

Executives filled the ballroom.

Reporters gathered outside.

Richard sat confidently beside Isabella.

Both believed Marcus intended to announce his divorce.

Instead...

The ballroom lights dimmed.

The giant screen came alive.

Camera 17.

The entire attack played without interruption.

Gasps echoed through the hall.

Isabella's face drained of color.

Before anyone recovered...

Marcus played the financial records.

Then the hotel recordings.

Then the offshore transfers.

Then the private conversations.

Each revelation struck harder than the last.

Richard stood up.

"This is illegal!"

Marcus smiled.

"No."

"This is evidence."

Police officers entered from every entrance.

Richard tried to run.

He didn't make it three steps.

Handcuffs clicked around his wrists.

Isabella screamed.

"This wasn't supposed to happen!"

Marcus answered quietly.

"No."

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"It wasn't."

"The truth was."

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