Chapter 2 - The Paper Trail
Inside my father’s heated SUV, I clutched a thermos of hot tea, resting my hand over my bump.
"They will pay for every single tear, Camille," Warren said coldly, opening a duplicate file. "For three years, the Vance family has been running a fraudulent land scheme through Vance Logistics. They bribe city commissioners, acquire illegal properties, and launder money through Cayman Islands shell companies."
I frowned. "How did they hide it from auditors?"
"They didn't," Warren revealed. "Derek set up dummy corporations under your maiden name—Camille Sterling Holdings. If the federal government came knocking, the paper trail pointed straight to you. You were their ultimate scapegoat."
My blood ran cold. Derek hadn't just mistreated me; he had set me up to take the fall for corporate crimes so he and Loretta could walk away clean.
My phone vibrated with text messages from Derek: “Camille, pick up! Bring that folder back or I’m calling the police on your father!”
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I typed back a single sentence: “Call the police, Derek. I’ll make sure they bring the FBI with them.” I blocked his number immediately.
Warren looked at me with a sharp grin. "Tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM, the emergency board meeting for Vance Logistics begins. Loretta thinks she controls the majority shares. But the land her flagship warehouse sits on? The lease was transferred yesterday to you, Camille. You own the dirt under their empire."
