The Heir's Obsession

age was enough to set her mind ablaze. The Blackstone Group is more than just a business empire. It's a carefully constructed front for something far more si

er, manipulation, and lies, the line between

d, knowing the last thing her friend would want was for her to keep spiraling further into the Blackstone case

talk. Meet

eeting with a source in an hour. She quickly sent the message and put her p

fy it. He'd hinted at a connection between the Blackstone Group and an international crime syndicate. Drug trafficking, illegal arms deals, and money lau

at digging too deep would make her a target. But Ivy couldn't stop now. The pieces of the puzzle wer

e Group for what it truly was. But finding it would take ti

liar hum of the crowd around her only amplifying her anxiety. The dim lighting and loud chatter made it difficult to concentrate, but Ivy was used to navigating such envir

fly met Ivy's, and she gave him a subtle nod. He approached

voice calm, but the edge of

xpected, perhaps in his late forties, but his eyes were sharp, and the way he carried himself suggest

g in slightly. "I'm not here to hu

financial records, bank transfers, and wiretap transcripts that linked Dominic Blackstone's company to a series of illegal transactions. But it was the final page tha

e man said quietly, his voice lower now. "He's been moving

she'd been looking for. The Blackstone Group wasn't just corrupt; it was complici

e to herself than to the man sitting across fr

is voice laced with a warning. "They won't let this

oward him. "I'll be careful. But than

out your little dinner with Blackstone. You need to watch yourself. I'm not su

er mind racing. "Wh

dangerous. I don't think he's

t Dominic Blackstone was capable of such things hit harder than she had anticipated. She had always known that her investigation could lead her into dangerous territory,

ttling on her shoulders. She had the proof she needed. She could bring it all down. But she couldn't do it alone. The next s

he knowledge of what she was about to do. She had to confront Dominic, to see if he would crack under pressure. It was a risk, but it was th

greeted her smiled, her politeness not masking the obvious skepticism in her eye

lt like a countdown, the tension mounting with each passing moment. She had no idea what to expect once

nce filled the room, commanding attention without a single word. Ivy had learned a lot about hi

d without turning around. His voice was cal

have the proof, Dominic. The Blackstone Group is involved in

ess in his gaze sent a chill down her spine. But there was someth

urving into a small smile. "Then I