It never was.
Six months earlier, I found discrepancies in the company accounts.
Small at first.
Then impossible to ignore.
Shell corporations.
Fake contracts.
Offshore transfers.
Ninety-four million dollars.
Gone.
Vanessa’s approvals everywhere.
Ethan’s signature on everything that mattered.
They weren’t just sleeping together.
They were stealing together.
And planning to disappear.
Without me.
By afternoon, investigators stepped in.
By evening, the media had the story.
By night, the recordings were released.
His voice.
Clear.
Calm.
Damning.
“Once the merger closes, Elena becomes useless.”
That was the moment his empire ended.
Three months later, he was indicted.
Vanessa cooperated.
She had no choice.
And me?
I didn’t disappear.
I took control.
I became Executive Chairwoman.
Cleaned the company.
Saved what was worth saving.
Burned the rest.
Two years later, I received a letter from prison.
Three pages.
Apology.
Regret.
Excuses.
I folded it.
Put it away.
