“It was backed entirely by Sterling Capital. My firm has been quietly subsidizing this entire logistics operation for three years. Not because your company was viable, Dominic.

But because my sister asked me to make sure her husband looked like a successful provider.”

Dominic staggered backward, his knees buckling slightly as he stared at Victor, then slowly turned to look at me. His breath hitched in his throat.

“Sister?” he choked out, his voice cracking entirely. “Vivienne… you… your maiden name…”

“My maiden name is Sterling, Dominic,” I said, my voice flat and devoid of any lingering emotion. “I hid my family’s legacy because I naively wanted to be sure you loved me for who I was, rather than the multi-billion-dollar empire my father built.

I watched you complain about the bills, and I quietly called Victor to make sure your firm received the contracts it needed to stay afloat. I protected your ego while you built a secret life with my stolen money.”