Chapter 5 - The Trap Springs
Evelyn stared at me as if I had spoken in a foreign language. "What... what are you talking about? You built this business! You pay for everything!"
"I run my business, yes," I said smoothly. "And my business yields a fantastic income. But seven years ago, when I was starting out and nearly went bankrupt trying to secure our first major distribution contract, Mariana put up her family's trust capital as collateral to secure my bank loans. She bought this land. She built this house. My name was added to the utility accounts out of convenience, nothing more."
I turned to Mariana. "Show them."
Mariana reached into the small canvas bag she had been holding. She pulled out a sleek blue folder and laid it gently on the dining table.
"For five months, Evelyn, you threatened me," Mariana said, her voice ringing clearly through the grand hall. "You told me that if I didn't cooperate, you would use Julian’s influence to ruin my family's remaining reputation. You told me Julian knew everything you were doing and that he wanted me gone. You told me he was disgusted by me."
I squeezed Mariana’s hand tighter, feeling a sharp pain in my heart. "I never said any of that."
"I know that now," Mariana said, looking up at me with soft, clear eyes. "But at first, when you stopped calling as often, when you seemed distant... I believed her. I thought you had turned against me. So I played along. I moved into the back room. I allowed you to take my credit cards. I let Marcus forge those documents."
Chloe gasped. "You... you knew Marcus was forging them?"
"Of course I knew," Mariana said, turning a cool glance toward my sister. "A forgery is only useful if the person committing it actually executes the crime. If I had stopped you during month one, you would have just tried again later. I needed you to commit the fraud entirely. I needed you to transfer the funds, execute the false title documents, and submit them to the county recorder."
Mariana opened the blue folder.
"As of 8:00 AM this morning, the forensic financial audit was completed by my attorney," Mariana continued. "Every single dollar you transferred from the household account went directly into an account controlled by Marcus Vance and Evelyn Vance. You didn't just commit fraud, Evelyn. You committed grand larceny, wire fraud, and elder extortion—since you used your own medical status as a pretense to occupy this property."
At that exact moment, the heavy oak front doors of the mansion echoed with a loud, authoritative knock.
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Evelyn jumped, her face pale as flour. "Who... who is that?"
"That would be the Travis County Sheriff’s Department," I said, pulling my vehicle keys from my pocket. "And my corporate legal team. They aren't here for a family discussion, Mother. They are here for the execution of a trespass warrant and an arrest warrant for wire fraud."
