The Document in the Dress
Chapter 03 - The Document in the Dress
Julian’s confidence vanished.
Olivia held up the document so the guests and their cameras could see the embossed seal. Three days earlier, after finding the blank transfer form, she had met privately with Thomas. Together, they created an emergency protective trust and notified the bank that any attempt to move the company’s assets on the wedding day would trigger a controlled transfer.
The money had not gone to Cross Meridian Partners. It had moved into the Margaret Bennett Integrity Trust, named for Olivia’s mother. The trust froze every suspicious account and placed temporary ownership under an independent board until investigators could identify who had initiated the fraud.
The alert on Thomas’s phone had been deliberately brief. Julian had read “ownership transferred” and assumed his scheme had succeeded.
“You trapped me,” he said.
“No,” Olivia answered. “I protected what you tried to steal.”
Julian ordered Marcus to take the paper, but security refused to obey him. Thomas read the final paragraph aloud. Any person who submitted a competing transfer using Olivia’s forged authorization automatically consented to release the device, location, and identity records connected to the transaction.
The bank already had them.
Marcus ran.
He shoved through the crowd, knocking over chairs as two hotel guards chased him toward the service corridor. Julian remained beside the ruined champagne tower, insisting that Marcus had acted alone. He said he had known nothing about the forged documents or the medical statement.
Olivia opened her phone.
The previous night, she had left the recording function running during a conversation in Julian’s study. His voice filled the ballroom.
“Once she drinks, she’ll look unstable. The doctor’s letter handles the rest. After the shares transfer, her father can complain to whoever he wants.”
Marcus’s recorded voice answered, “And if she refuses the champagne?”
Julian replied, “Then create a scene big enough to make everyone blame her.”
Silence fell over the guests.
Richard looked as though someone had struck him. He had defended Julian for months and dismissed every warning from his daughter. “I invited this man into our family,” he whispered.
Olivia wanted to comfort him, but another voice sounded on the recording—one she had not heard clearly before.
A woman said, “Make sure the original trust papers disappear.”
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Olivia looked toward the front table.
Julian’s mother, Celeste Cross, was gone.
