Chapter 7 - THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST
Weeks passed,
and the scandal began to settle into the archives of Richmond gossip.
Taylor spent her days focused on the company,
proving to the world that she was more than just a bankroll.
She was a visionary,
streamlining the construction processes and prioritizing sustainable development.
The employees who had been bullied by Spencer found a new,
fair leader in Taylor.
But ghosts have a way of lingering in the corners of a grand estate.
One afternoon,
while sorting through some old files in the basement,
Taylor found a hidden safe.
It wasn't a corporate safe; it was one Spencer had installed without her knowledge.
She had her locksmith open it within the hour.
Inside,
she found more than just documents.
She found letters Spencer had written to Kaylie,
predating their "hiring" by months.
The affair hadn't been a moment of weakness; it had been a plan.
They had discussed how to "manage" Taylor’s inheritance.
They had joked about how easy it would be to convince a "pregnant,
hormonal girl" to sign over her remaining rights.
Spencer had even looked into "unfitness" hearings,
hoping to take the child and the money in one fell swoop.
Taylor felt a chill that had nothing to do with the basement air.
The man she had shared a bed with had been plotting her institutionalization.
He didn't just want her gone; he wanted her erased.
She took the files to Marcus,
her face a mask of cold determination.
He wasn't just cheating,
Marcus,
she said,
dropping the letters on his desk.
He was conspiring to commit a crime against my person.
Marcus read through the letters,
his expression darkening with every page.
This is attempted racketeering,
he noted.
And with the mention of the "unfitness" hearing,
it’s a threat to a minor.
Taylor stood by the window,
watching the rain wash over the gardens.
I was going to let him just fade away,
she whispered.
I was going to let him live his pathetic life in the motel.
But now?
Marcus asked.
Now,
I want him to see the inside of a courtroom for the rest of his life,
Taylor declared.
I want every cent he ever stole from the company investigated as a felony.
I want the mistress charged as an accomplice.
She turned to Marcus,
her eyes burning with a fire that would never be extinguished.
He thought I was a victim,
she said.
Let’s show him what happens when the victim turns into the prosecutor.
The war wasn't over.
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It had just entered a more dangerous phase.
And Taylor Solomon was no longer playing defense.
