THE VANCE DYNASTY EXPOSED
Marcus’s expression changed.
The grieving father disappeared.
In his place stood the ruthless businessman who had built the Vance empire.
“Get every document copied.”
The attorneys immediately began taking notes.
“Every family trust.”
“Every account.”
“Every board member involved.”
Miller nodded.
“We’ll cooperate with the district attorney.”
Marcus looked at him.
“I want everyone who helped my father hide my child identified.”
One attorney hesitated.
“What about the media?”
Marcus looked toward Clara.
She was still standing beside the cot, holding the silver locket.
For decades, she had lived as if she were invisible.
Now the truth had given her a name.
A family.
A history.
And a future.
“Let them come,” Marcus said.
The attorney looked surprised.
“Sir?”
“Tell the press conference to be held at the front gates.”
He turned toward Clara.
“And tell them who she is.”
Clara’s eyes widened.
“Do I have to?”
Marcus shook his head.
“No.”
He stepped closer.
“You don’t have to do anything.”
For the first time, Clara saw something in his eyes she had never seen from a powerful man.
Not control.
Not authority.
Choice.
“You decide what happens next,” Marcus told her.
Clara looked down at her hands.
Then at the little locket.
Then toward the mansion she had spent six months cleaning.
“I think…”
She swallowed.
“I want the truth.”
