Chapter 7 - The Hidden Ledger
"Adrien isn't just cheating on me with Vanessa," Clare explained, her voice gaining strength as the adrenaline flooded her system. "He is actively plotting to overthrow you, Carlo. He has been systematically draining the family's operating funds for eighteen months."
Carlo sat perfectly still. In the syndicate, stealing from the family was an unforgivable death sentence.
"Where is the money?" Carlo demanded softly.
"He’s washing it through three of your legitimate restaurant groups and transferring it to offshore accounts in the Caymans," Clare revealed. "Vanessa is the one structuring the corporate vehicles. They have embezzled nearly forty million dollars."
"Where is the proof, Clare?" Carlo asked, his eyes turning as cold as ice.
"Before the gala, I copied everything," Clare whispered, leaning closer to the mafia boss. "There is an encrypted black flash drive. It’s taped underneath the bottom drawer of the antique vanity in the guest bedroom. He doesn't know it exists."
Carlo stood up slowly. The heavy, suffocating aura of an apex predator filled the hospital room. He didn't yell. He didn't curse. The absolute silence was infinitely more terrifying.
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"You rest, Clare," Carlo said, his voice entirely devoid of human mercy. "I will retrieve the drive. And then I am going to have a very long conversation with my stepson."
👉 Carlo walked out of the hospital suite, heavily leaning on his cane, setting into motion an execution that would shock the entire city.
