The reply came a minute later.
Yes. Victor transferred $4.5 million to a shell company in the Caymans under her name three days before the incident at the lake house. He is liquidating your joint assets quietly. He’s preparing to execute the takeover.
I stared at the glowing screen. Four and a half million dollars. That was the price tag Victor had placed on the lives of his own children.
Let him think he's winning, I replied. We need him on a public stage. The Vanguard Annual Gala is in three weeks. We drop the guillotine there.
Understood, Marcus wrote back. Stay safe, Evelyn. He is dangerous.
I closed the laptop and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. My face was pale, my eyes sunken. The red mark from Victor's hand was still faintly visible on my cheek. I looked like a victim.