FABLE

The Confession Under Pressure

A Boy Stopped The Billionaire Wedding With A Stolen Golden Locket

Vanessa’s father, Richard Vance, pushed through the front row, his face crimson with embarrassment.

Richard: Julian, calm down! We can resolve this quietly in the boardroom! Don't create a public scandal!

Julian: A scandal, Richard? Your daughter kidnapped my son!

Richard: We don't know that for certain! Papers can be forged!

Leo: She visited the farm three weeks ago! She told Mr. Henderson that after the wedding, she wanted me moved out of the country to Mexico!

Julian: Is that true, Leo? Did she come see you?

Leo: Yes! She was wearing that exact same perfume... it smells like bitter roses. I smelled it the second she walked down the aisle!

Julian stepped directly into Vanessa’s personal space, his towering frame casting a shadow over her veil.

Julian: You went to see him. You looked my boy in the eye while you planned our honeymoon in Paris.

Vanessa: I was making sure he was safe! I didn't want him wandering the streets!

Julian: Safe in a locked attic with a drunkard?

Vanessa: He was taken care of! He had food! Henderson was supposed to send him to a boarding school in Europe once the trust fund transferred!

Julian: What trust fund?

Vanessa clamped her hands over her mouth, realizing what she had just admitted aloud.

Julian: Marcus, call the district attorney. Call the chief of police. Call the federal marshals.

Marcus: Already on the line, Julian. Officers are three minutes away.

Vanessa: Julian, no! Think of our families! Think of the company stock! If you arrest me, the Vance-Sterling merger collapses!

Julian: I don't care if the entire corporation burns to the ground. I have my son.

Vanessa lunged forward suddenly, trying to snatch the yellow birth certificate from Julian's hands.

Vanessa: Give that to me!

Julian caught her wrist with effortless precision and shoved her back.

Julian: Touch him or his papers again, and you won't make it to the police cruiser in one piece.

Vanessa: You can't prove I ordered the crash! It was an accident! The brakes failed on their own!

Julian’s eyes widened with dark revelation.

Julian: Nobody mentioned the brakes, Vanessa. The police report classified it as severe hydroplaning.

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