Melinda’s POV
We didn’t wait.
Not another day.
Not another hour.
The photo from Berlin had been a warning — but also a mistake. Because Marcus had played it too early. Too obviously. And now?
Now I had motive.
Now I had proof.
Now I had nothing left to fear.
So we drew up a plan.
James would move through the financial channels — press his connections in the family board, trace the paper trail behind the most recent estate transactions. Meanwhile, I would go after the legal side — the loopholes, the board votes, the unchallenged clauses hiding in fine print.
It was coordinated.
Controlled.
Clean.
Until it wasn’t.
James’s POV
I started with the known numbers — the Cayman accounts tied to the estate, the shell companies Marcus had parked under his “international ventures” umbre
