Daniel Cross had almost reached the elevator when two security officers stepped in front of him.
His face turned pale.
Chloe looked from Daniel to me, then back to Julian.
“What is this?”
I calmly opened the black folder.
“Everything you spent six months trying to hide.”
The first page appeared on the giant presentation screen that had been displaying photos from Bennett Global’s anniversary celebration only minutes earlier.
Twelve wire transfers.
Three shell companies.
Millions of dollars.
Every transfer ended in the same destination.
A private investment account owned by Chloe Bennett.
The whispers started immediately.
“That can’t be real.”
“Is this some kind of mistake?”
“It has her signature.”
Chloe forced a laugh.
“Anyone can fake paperwork.”
“I expected you to say that.”
I held up another document.
“The bank didn’t.”
Julian quietly handed the folder to the company’s legal counsel, who had been standing near the stage.
The attorney compared the documents with files on his tablet.
Thirty seconds later, he looked up.
“The account numbers match.”
“So do the authorization codes.”
Every color drained from Chloe’s face.
She pointed at Daniel.
“He handled the finances.”
Daniel immediately shook his head.
“You approved every transfer.”
“You told me Olivia would never notice because she was always overseas.”
Chloe’s eyes widened.
