Chapter 4 - The Stolen Letters
The cinematic realism of the terrifying, heavy confrontation completely paralyzed the surrounding first-class passengers, who were now watching the unfolding drama in dead, absolute silence.
"I sent you legally certified medical letters from my doctor," Clara explained flawlessly, ensuring that every single devastating word cut through Adrian's arrogant delusion like a jagged knife. "I mailed them directly to your private penthouse. I mailed them to your secure corporate headquarters. I even mailed them to your personal lawyer's office to ensure they required a direct, documented signature."
Adrian physically stopped breathing. The bright overhead lighting suddenly felt incredibly freezing, casting harsh shadows across his panicked, sweating face.
"I never received a single letter," Adrian wailed pathetically, completely abandoning his sophisticated billionaire persona. He looked like a feral, cornered animal desperately searching for an escape. "I swear to God, Clara, I never saw a single medical document! I never saw an ultrasound!"
"When the letters went entirely ignored," Clara continued coldly, her voice trembling with the heavy, traumatic weight of her past suffering, "I called your private, unlisted office number every single day for six months. And when that didn't work, I stood outside your massive glass corporate headquarters in the freezing rain, seven months pregnant with twins, begging the security guards just to let me speak to you for five minutes."
A tight close-up captured Adrian's face completely breaking. A tear of pure, unadulterated horror escaped his gray-green eyes, slowly rolling down his cheek. He could perfectly visualize the horrific image of the woman he loved standing in the freezing rain, pregnant with his children, being treated like absolute garbage.
"My security team never told me you were there," Adrian sobbed violently, clutching his chest as if his heart were actively failing. "They told me you had moved back to Europe! They told me you had completely vanished! Why would my own elite security team lie to me?!"
Clara looked down at him, entirely unmoved by his pathetic, weeping breakdown. She had shed all her tears four years ago in a cold, empty apartment.
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"Because your head of security wasn't working for you, Adrian," Clara whispered softly, dropping the absolute execution order on his perfect, multi-million-dollar life. "He was being actively paid off by the exact person who orchestrated the entire fake corporate espionage frame-job in the first place."
👉 Adrian realizes that the true villain was hiding inside his own family the entire time in Part 5.
