Five Years Old, Billionaire Bound
She was always at family events, always by Caleb' s side, a constant, poisonous presence. Caleb was a ghost of his former self,
visitor. He' d come by, and we' d sit in the library, the chessboard between us, and we wouldn' t
to be a time for team-building and strategizing, but the air was thick with tens
e room. I watched Jennifer, who was in her element, schmoozing and networking, her voice sha
ely cousin I barely knew, made their move. They used a flood of damaging, inside information to trigger a massive
any secrets to the rival firm whose merger had fallen through, a
hook. Arthur Blakely' s face was
off a mountain road near the resort. It was being called a tragic accident, but I knew, with a chilling certainty, that it was no acci
too perfect. Jennifer was at the center of it all. She had ac
d Ms. C
dings and the company's security protocols. I want to know every move Jennifer Fuller has made for the past t
. Chadwick replied, he
n's legal and financial clout was very, very rea
he was laughing, her face flushed with triumph. She looked up as I approached
gged in," she said. "Come to congr
voice barely a whisper. "You s
What are you going to do about it? You're a nobody, a
d. The power had gone to he
oice as cold as ice. "You're just a pa
after me, a flicker of uncertainty finally d
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