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Chapter 726
Chapter 726:
“InnoTech is hosting a closed-door roadshow at the Rosewood Sand Hill hotel in Silicon Valley. The day after tomorrow,” Arland explained, his finger tapping the screen. “Partners from Sequoia and Andreessen Horowitz are confirmed to attend. If Belle manages to dazzle them with whatever fake tech she has, she could secure a massive bridge loan before Alistair’s trap closes p>
Isolde frowned. Her mind moved quickly. She had publicly dismantled Belle’s credibility on fluid mechanics just hours ago.
“She knows absolutely nothing about engineering,” Isolde said, her voice tight with suspicion. “How can she possibly stand in front of tier-one venture capitalists? She must have stolen something else. Something big p>
“Whatever she stole, we cannot let her get that term sheet,” Harper said, crossing her arms. “If she gets an injection of clean VC cash, she can cover up the fraud long enough to disappear p>
“We need to know exactly what she is showing on those projector screens,” Arland said, typing rapidly on his laptop. “But the Rosewood event has biometric security. No press, no outsiders. If you are not on the list, you don’t get past the lobby p>
Isolde stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the glittering Manhattan skyline. The cold glass radiated against her skin.
“If we cannot get in from the outside,” she said, her voice dropping to a dangerous register, “then we walk right through the front door p>
She turned and looked directly at Harper.
“Your cousin runs that boutique family office in Zurich, correct? The one looking to deploy capital into American green energy p>
Harper’s eyes widened. A wicked grin spread across her face as the plan took shape. “You want to impersonate European venture capitalists p>
“I want to sit in the back row,” Isolde said, her eyes burning with cold determination. “I want to see exactly what this thief is trying to sell — with my own eyes p>
𝘔𝗼ѕ𝗍 𝗋е𝘢𝘥 𝗍𝗵i𝘀 𝘸e𝘦𝗸 𝘰ո
“It’s too risky,” Arland protested, shaking his head. “If Grayson’s people or Belle recognize you, you will be trapped in a hostile environment p>
“They won’t recognize her,” Harper cut in, standing up. She studied Isolde like a blank canvas. “I will make sure she looks like a completely different human being. I’ll also pull the Zurich office’s standard due diligence kit. The pen is mightier than the sword, after all — especially when it has a micro-camera inside p>
Isolde nodded and turned to Arland. “Stay in New York. Monitor the wire transfers. The second I get proof of her fraud, you prepare the media blast p>
At 2:00 AM, Isolde quietly opened the door to Effie’s bedroom. She walked to the small bed and looked down at her daughter’s peaceful, sleeping face. She gently brushed a curl of hair from Effie’s forehead. Her chest tightened with a fierce, protective love. She was doing all of this to burn away the rot so Effie could grow up in the light.
Six hours later, a private jet lifted off from Teterboro Airport, banking hard toward California.
Inside the cabin, Isolde studied her reflection in the window. Her long, glamorous hair was concealed beneath a sharp, asymmetrical short wig. Thick, black-rimmed glasses obscured her cheekbones. She wore a severely tailored, dark gray European suit.
The beautiful, vulnerable Mrs. Lancaster was gone. The ruthless predator had taken her place.