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Chapter 4: Ten Minutes

Exactly ten minutes after Emma’s call, black SUVs roared through the front gates.

Security personnel poured out first.

Then Richard Whitmore stepped into the storm.

Victor’s face drained of color.

He had always known Laura came from a wealthy family. What he hadn’t known was that her father controlled half the city’s banking sector.

Richard entered the house and took in the scene instantly:

  • Laura on the floor.

  • Blood on the marble.

  • Emma crying.

  • Victor gripping the phone cord.

The room became silent.

“Take your hands off my granddaughter,”

May you like

Richard said quietly.

Victor obeyed.

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