“I don’t care who you are! That is my daughter-in-law, and she is destroying my family!”

Beatrice Vale burst into the room, draped in a mink coat that cost more than most people made in a year. Her fingers were adorned with diamonds—the very diamonds I knew had been purchased through a fraudulent vendor account named BV Luxury Holdings.

“You ungrateful, calculating little viper!” Beatrice hissed, standing at the foot of my bed. “Ethan gave you everything! He took you from a boring desk job and made you a queen!”

“He made me a prisoner, Beatrice,” I said quietly. “And he did it with money he stole from the hardworking subcontractors who actually build those buildings.”

“Stole? It’s family money!”

“It was company money,” Chloe Vance said, appearing behind her. “And speaking of family, Mrs. Vale, we’ve been looking into the ‘consulting fees’ paid to BV Luxury Holdings over the last three years.