Chapter 17 - The Billion Dollar Pawn
The sheer magnitude of Julian's twisted, revenge-fueled scheme hit me like a physical blow to the chest.
He wasn't just trying to reclaim his lost family empire; he was actively attempting to steal Elias's massive fortune using an innocent child as the ultimate legal pawn.
"You are completely insane if you think the federal courts will allow a convicted felon to manage a two-hundred-million-dollar trust fund," I fired back, standing my ground.
Julian laughed, a harsh, incredibly ugly sound that echoed through the empty concrete garage.
"I was fully exonerated of all federal charges yesterday morning, Clara," he reminded me smoothly.
"In the eyes of the law, I am a tragic, deeply misunderstood victim who was maliciously framed by a corrupt defense attorney."
He stepped back, adjusting his expensive silk tie with a sickeningly arrogant smirk.
"I will raise Elias's son in absolute luxury, spending every single penny of his father's stolen fortune, and there is absolutely nothing you or anyone else can do to stop me."
I watched him turn around and walk casually toward a waiting, sleek black luxury town car.
My mind raced frantically, trying to find a legal loophole, a hidden weakness, or any possible flaw in his devastatingly brilliant plan.
If Julian successfully claimed the Thorne trust fund, he would become infinitely more powerful and dangerous than his brother Marcus had ever been.
He would use that massive wealth to systematically destroy anyone who had ever opposed him, and my charity foundation would undoubtedly be his first major target.
I rushed back to my car, locking the doors and immediately dialing the private number of my head legal counsel.
I briefly explained the horrifying situation, demanding that he file an emergency injunction to halt the transfer of custody.
My lawyer sighed heavily on the other end of the line, his voice laced with profound, genuine regret.
"Clara, if Sienna legally signed over her parental rights and Julian's criminal record has been officially expunged, we have absolutely zero legal standing to intervene," he explained softly.
"The child is not biologically yours, and you have no legal relation to the Thorne estate."
I slammed my fist against the steering wheel in sheer, unadulterated frustration.
Julian had meticulously built an impenetrable legal fortress around his horrific plan.
I drove home in a state of absolute, suffocating despair, feeling completely powerless against the rising tide of corruption.
I walked into my quiet beach house, turning on the lights and dropping my keys onto the kitchen counter.
I needed a miracle, an absolute wildcard that Julian could not possibly predict or control.
Suddenly, my private cell phone buzzed loudly with an incoming call from a completely blocked, heavily restricted number.
I answered it cautiously, fully expecting Julian to deliver another cruel, mocking threat.
Instead, a smooth, deeply familiar voice echoed through the speaker, sending a sudden, violent chill straight down my spine.
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"Julian is incredibly predictable when he gets greedy, isn't he, Clara?"
It was Elias.
