My Husband Forced Me to Take 200 Lashes… Then He Learned Who My Father Really Was
Chapter 2: The Call That Changed Everything
Chapter 2: The Call That Changed Everything
Nathan laughed.
Then the first helicopter passed over Blackthorn Manor.
The crystal chandeliers trembled as the roar of the rotors echoed across the estate.
A second helicopter followed.
Then a third.
Black SUVs rushed through the front gates, their headlights sweeping across the marble courtyard.
Nathan frowned.
"What the hell is this?"
His phone vibrated.
ACCOUNT FROZEN.
Another notification appeared.
Emergency Board Meeting Called.
Then another.
Federal Financial Crimes Division: Active Investigation.
He tried calling his chief financial officer.
No answer.
His attorney.
Voicemail.
His private banker.
Disconnected.
Celeste stood so quickly that her champagne flute shattered against the floor.
She stared through the windows at the helicopters.
"No..."
She whispered.
"It can't be."
The front doors opened.
Dozens of security officers entered first.
Behind them walked a tall man with silver hair, wearing a dark tailored suit.
He moved with quiet confidence.
He didn't even look at Nathan.
He walked straight toward me.
My father.
Richard Sinclair.
He removed his coat and gently placed it around my shoulders.
His eyes filled with pain as he saw the wounds across my back.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
"You had to endure more than I ever imagined."
I managed a faint smile.
"It was worth it."
I handed him the sapphire pendant.
"It recorded everything."
An intelligence officer immediately sealed the device inside a protective case.
Nathan finally found his voice.
"Who are you?"
Richard turned slowly.
"I'm the man whose daughter you believed was helpless."
Nathan laughed nervously.
"You're just an accountant."
Richard didn't answer.
Instead, one of the officers placed a tablet on the table.
The screen displayed the ownership records of Ashford Global Logistics.
Nathan's eyes widened.
His company wasn't entirely his.
For years, an anonymous investment group had quietly accumulated shares.
Forty-eight percent.
Enough to control the company once his own shares were frozen.
Richard looked directly at him.
"You've been borrowing money from my investment fund for seven years."
Nathan's face turned pale.
"That's impossible."
"You signed every agreement yourself."
"You simply never noticed who owned the fund."
The officer tapped another file.
"Effective immediately, Mr. Ashford has been removed as Chief Executive Officer."
Nathan staggered backward.
Everything he had built was disappearing in real time.
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Then Celeste suddenly screamed.
"They found the offshore accounts!"
