Chapter 2: The Collapse of a Perfect Lie
Isabella’s hands began to shake.
“That… that’s edited,” she said, her voice cracking. “You can’t prove—”
Victor pressed a button.
Another angle appeared.
Then another.
Each one worse than the last.
There was nowhere left to hide.
Marcus finally turned to her.
Not with anger.
That would have been mercy.
He looked at her like she no longer existed.
“You planned this,” he said.
It wasn’t a question.
Isabella swallowed hard. “I— I was protecting you. She’s weak. She—”
“She’s carrying my child.”
The words landed like a verdict.
“And you tried to kill them both.”
Security stepped forward.
Isabella backed away, panic breaking through her polished exterior.
“You don’t understand who I am,” she snapped. “My family—”
“—won’t save you,” Victor interrupted calmly.
Outside, sirens began to echo.
Not just one.
Multiple.
Because Victor Hale didn’t make small calls.
By the time the police entered the suite, Isabella Rossi was no longer a socialite.
She was a suspect.
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And the empire behind her name…
was already beginning to crack.
