~Narrator’s~

“You always said the truth would ruin you, Adele. Well... here it is.”

The conference room isn’t just full—it’s live. Cameras blink. Screens are lit. Cuss Enterprises’ public broadcast stream rolls across a million devices. Executives sit frozen. Investors lean in. Media reps whisper, already sensing blood.

And Blair? She stands tall in her Burberry stilettos as one manicured hand flip open a slim silver tablet.

“This is Exhibit A,” her voice is crisp, amplified by the mic at the podium. “A spreadsheet of unauthorized wire transfers made by Adele Emeline Whitehall over the span of two years. Amount: sixty-two million, four hundred and seventy-three thousand, nine hundred and...