Chapter 7 - THE GHOST OF MARCUS
Just as things were beginning to settle,
the past came knocking again.
I was at my office when my assistant told me I had a visitor.
I expected Ethan.
Instead,
it was Marcus.
He looked different—angry,
disheveled,
and desperate.
“You think you’ve won,
don’t you?”
he hissed,
entering my private office before I could stop him.
“I saw the news.”
“The secret heirs.”
“The big reunion.”
I stood up,
my hand hovering over the desk phone.
“Get out,
Marcus.”
“Ethan told me what you did.”
He laughed,
a dry,
rattling sound.
“I did what I had to do.”
“He was weak when he was with you.”
“He was distracted.”
“But now he’s throwing it all away for some kids?”
“I have files,
Olivia.”
“Files that show you planned this.”
“Files that show you hid the children to extort him later.”
I felt a surge of cold fury.
“You’re delusional,”
I said.
“I never asked him for a dime.”
“Nobody will believe you,”
he threatened.
“I’ll leak it to the press.”
“I’ll ruin the ‘golden family’ before it even restarts.”
Before I could respond,
the door swung open.
Ethan was standing there,
his face a mask of pure rage.
He didn't say a word.
He just walked over to Marcus and grabbed him by the collar.
“I’ve been waiting for you to show your face,”
Ethan growled.
“The police are downstairs,
Marcus.”
“And so is the evidence of your embezzlement.”
Marcus paled,
his bravado vanishing instantly.
Ethan leaned in,
his voice dropping to a whisper.
“If you ever come near my family again,”
“I won’t just ruin you.”
“I’ll make sure you’re forgotten.”
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Security took Marcus away,
leaving the room in a heavy silence.
