Chapter 8 - The Man Who Thought He Owned Me
The footage had no sound.
It did not show what happened inside the wine room.
It showed enough.
Julian took the folder from Vanessa, opened it, and pointed toward the room where I stood beyond the camera's view.
Then he called security.
I watched myself come into frame.
One shoulder of my cover hung loose.
Alan held my arm.
Penny ran after me.
The door shut.
Julian remained in the hallway while I pounded from the other side.
He looked down at the folder again.
Leo stopped the video.
“Don't,” I said.
“I need to see the rest.”
Vanessa touched Julian's back.
They walked toward his study.
The footage didn't explain his motives.
It erased his claim that I had chosen that basement.
The following morning, Hart Meridian's independent directors met by video with Blackwood's outside counsel.
I appeared from Nora's office.
Julian appeared from a room I recognized as his attorney's.
He had been released under conditions that included no contact with me.
Our lawyers had arranged the meeting so he could not address me directly.
When Marcus introduced me as the controlling trustee, Julian leaned toward his camera.
“That's impossible.”
Counsel displayed the ownership chain and governing documents.
The rescue investment had never been a loan he could simply forget.
Hart Meridian held the majority voting interest.
Julian had retained his title, his salary, and enough stock to imagine he remained untouchable.
His attorney muted him.
Even without sound, I knew the shape of his anger.
The board placed him on administrative leave pending an independent review and suspended his access to company banking systems.
Permanent removal would require additional steps.
For now, he could no longer move money with a phone call.
I expected satisfaction.
Instead, I felt tired enough to sink through the chair.
“Did you ever plan to tell him?” Nora asked afterward.
“At first. Then every year made the conversation harder.”
“You can regret that without accepting what he did.”
Marcus's phone rang before I could answer.
The audit team had found earlier payments to Vantage Advisory.
Smaller amounts.
Many of them.
“How much?” I asked.
He read the total.
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Two point four million dollars.
Then he added, “Every approval has your name on it.”
