Chapter 2 - The Mugshot On The Screen
Vanessa’s condescending smirk vanished instantly. Her color drained, leaving her skin ash-white against her pristine white sleeveless gown.
"What... who are you?" Vanessa whispered, her voice trembling as panic gripped her throat.
Nathaniel leaned forward, his brown eyes narrowing as he scanned the smartphone display resting next to his water glass.
On the screen was an official federal law enforcement database page. A sharp mugshot of Vanessa—listed under her real identity, Valerie Kincaid—was stamped in red ink with three pending counts of corporate wire fraud and grand larceny.
"Valerie Kincaid?" Nathaniel read aloud, his voice dropping into a shocked, dangerous register. "Three counts of romance fraud and identity theft?"
Vanessa lunged across the table, her manicured nails digging into the tablecloth as she tried to snatch the phone away. "Nate, listen to me! She’s lying! She edited that image to blackmail us!"
Khloe calmly pulled the phone back, sliding it smoothly into her black apron pocket with complete poise.
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"Former forensic accountant," Khloe replied, looking down at the disgraced woman. "Enjoy your evening, Mr. Sterling."
👉 What had brought a high-powered financial investigator to work a night shift as a waitress?
