Chapter 11 - The Secret InheritorThe morning sun did little to warm the chilling atmosphere inside the federal holding facility downtown. I stood outside the bulletproof glass of the interrogation room, watching Daria Kincaid. Even behind steel bars and wearing a standard-issue orange jumpsuit, she sat with her spine rigidly straight, her expression carved from stone.
Marcus stepped up beside me, holding a thick manila folder.
"The federal marshals searched her private estate an hour ago," Marcus said quietly, handing me the folder. "They found something interesting in her personal safe. It wasn't corporate documents or offshore bank routing numbers."
I flipped open the folder. Inside were adoption papers and a birth certificate dated twenty-eight years ago—long before I was even born.
My eyes scanned the paper, and my breath caught in my throat.
"Who is Victor Vance?" I whispered, staring at the name of a male child listed as Daria's legally adopted son—an adoption that had been quietly sealed and hidden from public record.
"Julian Vance's older brother," Marcus replied grimly. "Daria didn't just groom you to run Kincaid Enterprises. She had a backup heir all along. And Julian isn't just her lawyer—he’s Victor's brother, positioned inside the inner circle to make sure the family's true bloodline retained absolute control, no matter what happened to you."
A sickening realization washed over me. Julian wasn't just a corporate hatchet man; he was part of the shadow dynasty that had conspired to eliminate Catherine and our unborn child.
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"Where is Julian right now?" I asked, my voice dangerously low.
"He cleared out his office at the firm at 4:00 AM," Marcus answered. "And he's gone completely off the grid."
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