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Chapter 109: Richard’s Exposure

Author: Sir Josh
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 14:24:50

The next morning, Chen arrives with unexpected news.

“We found something. In Vanessa’s communications. Something about Vaughn.”

“Vaughn’s in prison. He pled guilty. He’s done.”

“Not quite.” Chen opens his laptop. “Vanessa was communicating with him. Through his lawyer. For months. He was advising her. Helping her plan. Funding part of her conspiracy.”

“How? He’s broke. His assets were seized.”

“Not all of them. He hid money. Offshore accounts we didn’t find. Shell corporations buried so deep th
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