Chapter 7 - The Hidden Evidence
The intelligence officer walked directly to the center of the room, completely ignoring the scattered birthday presents. He placed the heavy steel briefcase on a nearby pristine table and quickly dialed in the combination lock.
The latches snapped open with a loud, absolute click.
Marcella’s face turned completely pale. The arrogant, venomous smile she had worn moments ago entirely evaporated, replaced by a sudden, suffocating panic. She took a step backward, looking frantically toward the exits, but Dominic’s massive bodyguards had already silently blocked every single set of doors in the ballroom.
"Show her," Dominic commanded his officer, his eyes never leaving Marcella’s terrified face.
The officer pulled a thick, neatly bound file from the briefcase and held it up.
"These are the heavily encrypted offshore bank records we recovered last night from a secure server in the Caymans," the officer announced clearly, ensuring the surrounding high-society guests and syndicate captains heard every word. "They detail a series of massive, untraceable wire transfers made exactly seven years and one month ago. The funds originated from a shell corporation directly controlled by Marcella Carvelli."
Marcella began to shake violently, clutching the fabric of her crimson gown. "They're fake! He's lying, Dominic! This is a setup!"
"The funds were transferred to the private offshore accounts of Dr. Aris Thorne," the officer continued relentlessly, pulling a second document from the briefcase. "The lead obstetrician who was overseeing Elena Carvelli’s high-risk pregnancy. We apprehended Dr. Thorne in Geneva yesterday morning. After a brief... interrogation... he signed a full, legally binding confession."
Dominic stepped closer to his sister-in-law, his massive frame completely dominating her vision. The truth was finally dragged out into the blinding light, and it was infinitely darker than anyone could have ever imagined.
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"Elena wasn't planning to run away with another man, Marcella," Dominic said, his voice a low, lethal rumble that echoed with years of suppressed grief and blinding rage. "She never packed a bag. She never bought a ticket."
👉 Read Part 8 to learn the devastating truth about Elena's final choice.
