Chapter 10 - THE OTHER WIFEHer name was Evelyn.

She had once been married to a wealthy businessman named Thomas Reed.
âFor two years,â Evelyn said, âI thought Vanessa was my husband's affair partner.â
âWhat happened?â
âI confronted them.â
âAnd?â
âThey both laughed.â
My stomach tightened.
âThey already knew about me.â
She showed me photographs.
Vanessa at charity events.
Vanessa at business dinners.
Vanessa beside another man.
Then another.
Different families.
Different cities.
Same pattern.
âShe targeted wealthy marriages,â Evelyn said.
âHow many?â
âSeven that I know of.â
I stared at the photographs.
Ryan wasn't Vanessa's first target.
Maybe he wasn't even her employer.
âWho hired her?â
Evelyn shook her head.
âI never found out.â
âBut Margaret said Ryan hired her.â
âMargaret is lying.â
âWhy?â
âBecause Ryan wasn't the mastermind.â
Silence.
âThen who?â
Evelyn looked at me.
âYour father-in-law.â
I froze.
âMy father-in-law has been dead for three years.â
âYes.â
âThen how?â
âHe isn't.â
I stared at her.
âWhat?â
âHe faked his death.â
My heart slammed against my ribs.
Evelyn pulled out a newspaper clipping.
A death announcement.
Richard Miller.
Cause of death: heart failure.
But beside it was another photograph.
Richard Miller entering a private airport.
Taken six months later.
I looked at the date.
After his supposed death.
âThis is impossible.â
âNo.â
Evelyn shook her head.
âRichard controls the family trust.â
âBut Ryan runs the company.â
âRyan thinks he does.â
My mind raced.
Then suddenly everything clicked.
The money.
The fake medical records.
Vanessa.
The inheritance.
The hidden account.
This wasn't Ryan's operation.
Ryan was an asset.
A son being manipulated by his father.
I asked:
âWhere is Richard?â
Evelyn hesitated.
âI don't know.â
âThen how do you know he's alive?â
âBecause he contacted me last month.â
My stomach dropped.
âWhat did he say?â
âThat Vanessa had moved on to a new target.â
âMe?â
She nodded.
âHe warned me to stay away.â
I stood.
âWhy would he warn you?â
âBecause he knew what was coming.â
âWhat was coming?â
Before she could answer, glass shattered in the kitchen.
We both froze.
Evelyn grabbed my arm.
âSomeone's here.â
We ran toward the back door.
A shadow moved outside.
I pulled Evelyn with me.
Then footsteps.
Fast.
Someone was chasing us.
We reached the alley.
A black car screamed around the corner.
I pushed Evelyn against the wall.
The car stopped.
The passenger window rolled down.
Ryan.
He stared at me.
Then looked at Evelyn.
His face changed.
âYou found her.â
Evelyn whispered:
âRun.â
Ryan stepped out.
âClaire, get in the car.â
âNo.â
He smiled.
âYou really don't understand.â
âUnderstand what?â
âThis isn't about money.â
âThen what?â
He looked toward Evelyn.
âShe knows.â
âWhat does she know?â
Ryan didn't answer.
Evelyn suddenly screamed:
âHe's using your baby!â
Ryan lunged forward.
I stepped back.
âWhat does that mean?â
Evelyn shouted:
âThe inheritance isn't just money!â
Ryan grabbed her.
I screamed.
âLet her go!â
Then a second car appeared.
Nathan jumped out.
He slammed Ryan against the wall.
âYou don't touch her.â
For several seconds, everyone froze.
Ryan looked at Nathan.
Then smiled.
âYou should have stayed away.â
Nathan punched him.
Police sirens approached.
Ryan ran.
But before he disappeared around the corner, he shouted:
âClaire!â
I turned.
He said:
âAsk your mother why Richard really died.â
Then he vanished into the darkness.
I stood frozen.
My mother.
I hadn't spoken to her in seven months.
The last time I had seen her, she had refused to attend my baby shower.
I thought she was angry with me.
Now I wondered whether she knew something.
I called her.
No answer.
I called again.
Still nothing.
Then a text appeared.
Not from her.
From an unknown number.
YOUR MOTHER ISN'T THE ONE YOU SHOULD BE WORRIED ABOUT.
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Another message followed.
THE BABY ISN'T YOURS.