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Security moved forward, but Victor raised a shaking hand.

“Stop,” he snapped, though his voice cracked. “This is fabricated. She forged all of this!”

But no one was convinced anymore.

An elderly woman from the fashion council stepped forward from the crowd.

“I remember her,” she said softly. “Elena Maris… she was brilliant. She disappeared right after presenting a design that matched your first international collection.”

The room shifted.

Carmen looked at Victor directly.

“You didn’t just steal her work,” she said. “You stole her future. And then you made sure she never got to defend herself.”

Victor’s breathing became uneven.

For the first time all night, he wasn’t the most powerful person in the room.

“I gave her everything she had!” he shouted. “She would’ve been nothing without me!”

But his voice echoed hollowly now.

Carmen opened the final page of the envelope. A bank transfer record. A witness statement. And a confession—signed years ago by a former assistant who had since passed away.

The truth was undeniable.

Victor staggered backward as cameras began flashing. Guests whispered. The empire he built on silence was collapsing in real time.

But Carmen didn’t smile.

She wasn’t there for revenge.

She was there for answers.

“Where is she?” she asked quietly.

The question hung in the air like thunder.