Freddy’s POV

I leaned over my desk, staring at the long list of bank accounts, offshore holdings, and business assets displayed on my laptop screen. The sheer number of accounts Robert had hidden away over the years was impressive—but not enough.

Not enough to stop me from taking everything.

Aliana stood beside me, arms crossed, her face unreadable.

I glanced at her.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

Aliana didn’t even hesitate.

She reached for the mouse, scrolled down the document, and tapped her nail against one of the largest accounts.

“Start with this one,” she said coldly. “This was where Robert...