Someone whispered, “Oh my God.” Julian lunged for my phone, but security officers stepped between us. “That proves nothing,” Beatrice shouted. “She provoked him.” I looked toward the control booth. “Play the next file.”……..
The screen filled with spreadsheets, shell-company registrations, bank transfers, and Chloe’s messages approving false invoices. Each document carried a verification stamp from outside auditors. Chloe’s face emptied of color. Julian …
Someone whispered, “Oh my God.” Julian lunged for my phone, but security officers stepped between us. “That proves nothing,” Beatrice shouted. “She provoked him.” I looked toward the control booth. “Play the next file.”…….. Read More