Then she moved toward the center of the room.
She didn’t shout.
She didn’t dramatize anything.
She simply told the truth.
She described the rainy night.
The SUV running the light.
The impact.
Waking in intensive care.
Being told she might never walk again.
The representatives who later appeared with money and threats.
The pressure to sign.
The attempt to erase what happened.
Then she held up a flash drive.
“I was already reviewing suspicious vendor transactions before the accident.”
Arthur stared at it.
“I preserved the server logs.”
Her voice remained steady.
“They show exactly who moved the money.”
Marcus’s champagne glass slipped from his hand.
It shattered against the floor.
He turned toward Chloe.
“Tell me she’s lying.”
Chloe started crying.
“Marcus, I panicked.”
His face changed.
“You panicked?”
“I was trying to fix everything.”
Daniela closed her eyes.
Marcus stepped away from Chloe.
“You injured someone, left the scene, and stole from a medical charity to hide it?”
“It got out of control!”
Silence.
Arthur repeated the words slowly.
“It got out of control?”
Chloe realized what she had just admitted.
Too late.
Mom rushed to her.
“She’s young. She made a mistake.”
