CHAPTER 3: THE MAN WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD

CHAPTER 3: THE MAN WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD
The darkness inside the Vance mansion felt alive.
For several seconds, nobody moved.
The only sound was the heavy rain striking the tall windows and the distant rumble of thunder shaking the old walls.
Sarah stood beside Victoria, her hand instinctively protecting her stomach.
Eleanor Vance, the woman who had controlled entire companies with a single phone call, looked toward the hallway with something Sarah had never seen before.
Fear.
It disappeared quickly.
But Sarah saw it.
And that scared her more than anything else.
Because Eleanor Vance was not afraid of anyone.
Not competitors.
Not enemies.
Not even the people who hated her.
So who could make her afraid?
A servant rushed through the darkness with a flashlight.
"Mrs. Vance!"
Eleanor turned sharply.
"What happened?"
"The security system went offline. The cameras stopped working."
Eleanor's expression became cold.
"Impossible."
"The backup system isn't responding either."
Victoria whispered:
"Someone disabled it."
Eleanor looked at her daughter.
"No."
Her voice was quiet.
"Someone accessed it."
Sarah watched the exchange carefully.
The difference was important.
This wasn't a random power outage.
Someone had entered the Vance mansion's strongest defense system.
Someone who knew exactly how it worked.
Then another sound came.
A slow knock.
From the front door.
Everyone stopped.
The servant looked confused.
"Who would come here during this storm?"
Nobody answered.
Eleanor walked toward the entrance.
"Stay here."
Sarah almost laughed.
The woman who had spent the last hour threatening her was now telling her to stay safe.
The irony was almost painful.
Eleanor reached the main hallway.
The giant wooden doors stood between her and whoever was outside.
The servants gathered behind her.
The entire mansion waited.
Then Eleanor opened the door.
Lightning flashed.
And the person standing outside made the entire world seem to stop.
Sarah couldn't breathe.
Because she knew that face.
Even after everything.
Even after the pain.
Even after believing she would never see him again.
"Daniel..."
Her voice barely escaped.
Standing in the rain was Daniel Vance.
Alive.
But not the same.
His expensive suit was torn.
His face had bruises.
His eyes carried exhaustion.
But he was standing.
The man everyone believed had disappeared was back.
Victoria covered her mouth.
"Oh my God."
Eleanor didn't move.
For the first time in decades, the powerful matriarch of the Vance family looked completely shocked.
"You're dead."
Daniel looked at his mother.
"No."
His voice was cold.
"You wanted me to be."
The words cut through the hallway.
Sarah stared at him.
Her emotions collided.
Relief.
Anger.
Confusion.
She wanted to run to him.
She wanted to slap him.
She wanted answers.
Mostly, she wanted to know why he had let her suffer alone.
Daniel stepped inside.
The servants immediately moved away.
Nobody wanted to stand between him and Eleanor.
"You came back," Eleanor said.
Daniel removed his wet coat.
"I had to."
"Why?"
Daniel looked at Sarah.
And that was enough.
Eleanor noticed.
Her eyes narrowed.
"You contacted her."
Daniel said nothing.
"After everything I told you."
Sarah looked between them.
"What is happening?"
Nobody answered.
That made her angry.
"No."
Her voice became stronger.
"I am done standing in rooms where everyone knows the truth except me."
The mansion became silent.
Sarah stepped forward.
"Daniel."
He looked at her.
The pain in his eyes almost broke her anger.
Almost.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Daniel lowered his head.
"Because I was trying to protect you."
Sarah laughed bitterly.
"Protect me?"
She pointed around the mansion.
"I was destroyed. Your family called me a liar. They said I trapped you. They made everyone believe I was after your money."
"I know."
"No, Daniel."
Her voice trembled.
"You don't know."
She touched her stomach.
"I went through all of that alone."
Daniel looked at her.
His expression changed when he saw how much she had suffered.
"I know."
He whispered.
"I know because I was the reason it happened."
Sarah froze.
"What?"
Daniel looked at Eleanor.
"My mother didn't start destroying Sarah because she hated her."
Eleanor's eyes became dangerous.
"Daniel."
But he continued.
"She did it because Sarah discovered something."
Sarah's heartbeat increased.
"What did I discover?"
Daniel looked at her.
"The night you found those documents in my office..."
Sarah remembered.
The hidden files.
The strange names.
The financial records she couldn't understand.
"I thought they were proof you were cheating."
Daniel shook his head.
"They weren't."
"Then what were they?"
Daniel took a deep breath.
"They were proof that my mother had been using Vance companies to hide illegal financial operations for years."
Silence.
Sarah stared at him.
"No."
Daniel nodded.
"Yes."
Eleanor stepped forward.
"Be careful with your accusations."
Daniel looked at her.
"I spent three months running because of what you did."
His voice became colder.
"You tried to erase me."
Sarah looked at Eleanor.
The woman remained calm.
Too calm.
"You expect them to believe you?"
Eleanor smiled.
"Daniel has always been emotional."
Then she looked at Sarah.
"Especially when it comes to protecting people he loves."
Sarah felt something strange.
Eleanor wasn't denying everything.
She was redirecting.
A tactic.
Daniel noticed too.
"You're still doing it."
"Doing what?"
"Controlling the story."
Eleanor smiled.
"Because I know the truth."
Daniel reached into his pocket.
He pulled out a small flash drive.
Everyone became silent.
"I have copies."
Eleanor's face changed.
Only slightly.
But enough.
Victoria noticed.
"Mom..."
Daniel looked at Sarah.
"This is what I was trying to give you."
Sarah stared at the flash drive.
"Why me?"
Daniel answered immediately.
"Because you are the only person my mother couldn't control."
The words hit harder than expected.
Sarah looked away.
She didn't feel powerful.
She felt exhausted.
She had spent months trying to escape the Vance family.
Now she was being pulled deeper into their war.
Then suddenly...
A gunshot echoed through the mansion.
Everyone froze.
The sound came from upstairs.
A servant screamed.
Daniel immediately moved toward Sarah.
"Stay behind me."
Another gunshot.
The glass chandelier above them shattered.
Everyone dropped.
Sarah covered her stomach.
Daniel protected her with his body.
When the noise stopped, the mansion fell silent again.
Then Victoria looked toward the staircase.
Her face turned pale.
"No..."
Sarah followed her eyes.
A person was lying at the top of the stairs.
Blood spreading across the marble floor.
But it wasn't a stranger.
It was someone from the Vance family.
Someone who knew every secret.
Someone who had been ready to expose Eleanor.
Daniel whispered:
"This wasn't supposed to happen."
Sarah looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
Daniel stared at the body.
Then said the words that changed everything.
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"Because the person who was supposed to die tonight..."
"Was me."