Vivenne's Pov
The papers lay signed on the table in our shared office at Steele Tower when my phone buzzed with Iris’s urgent call. I answered immediately, Roman watching me with that intense gaze that always made my pulse quicken.
But Iris’s voice shattered it. “Victor Crane demanded a meeting. He claims there’s more about your grandmother’s file. Something that could unravel the inheritance.”
Roman’s hand settled possessively on my lower back. “We go together. Now.”
I swallowed hard. “Iris, what exactly did he say?”
“He refused to tell me over the phone,” Iris replied. “But he sounded confident. Too confident. I think you need to hear him out.”
Roman took the phone from my hand. “Keep everything locked down until we get there. No one touches a single estate document.”
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