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Chapter 789:
Alycia didn’t move. She stood frozen, staring at June with an expression of pure, concentrated hatred. All the pain, all the humiliation, all the losses of the past twenty-four hours converged into a single burning impulse. She screamed and lunged forward, fingers extended like claws, aiming straight for June’s eyes.
She never got within three feet of her. Easton moved in a blur, his hand clamping down on Alycia’s wrist like a vice. He twisted her arm behind her back and drove her face-first into the mud. She landed gasping, struggling to breathe.
“Touch her again,” Easton said, his voice perfectly calm, “and I will break your neck. And I will call it self-defense p>
June didn’t flinch. She stood motionless under her umbrella, watching Alycia struggle in the mud with an expression of detached pity—the way one watches an insect drown in a puddle.
Richard pointed a shaking finger at her. “You heard him! Get off my property! I’m calling the police p>
“Your property?” June laughed—a clear, measured sound that carried through the fog. “Mr. Beasley, this estate was foreclosed on by Chase Bank three hours ago. It no longer belongs to you. In fact, you don’t own anything in this world anymore p>
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Richard’s face reddened. “That’s a lie! I have a trust fund! I have offshore accounts! You can’t take everything p>
June tilted her head slightly. “You mean the trust fund you were going to leave to your imaginary son p>
The color drained from Richard’s face. He stared at her, his mouth hanging open. He finally understood. Alycia had been telling the truth. Lexi had been a plant. And June knew everything.
June reached into her trench coat pocket and produced a small projector, which she aimed at the side of the Maybach. She pressed a button. High-definition footage appeared against the black paint—the Plaza Hotel, a hotel room, Richard and Lexi drinking champagne and laughing.
Richard’s own voice boomed from the speakers: “I’m going to leave everything to you and our son. That bitch Susan and that useless daughter of mine will get nothing. They don’t deserve it p>
Richard screamed and lunged forward, reaching for the projector. Easton kicked him hard in the knee. He went down, crumpling to the ground with a cry of pain.
“You set me up!” Richard howled, clutching his knee. “You set me up, you p>
“Set you up?” June said, shaking her head. “I didn’t set you up, Mr. Beasley. I offered you bait. And you took it—willingly, greedily, with both hands. You destroyed your own marriage. You disowned your own daughter. You threw away everything you had built, all for a lie. That isn’t my doing. That’s yours p>
She turned to Alycia, who was still face-down in the mud, glaring up at her. “And Lexi didn’t just take your cash and your gold. She took all the encryption keys to your offshore accounts. Every last penny. Every dollar you stole, every dollar you embezzled, every dollar you made off the backs of people who trusted you. Gone p>
Alycia let out a wild, desperate laugh. “So what? You think you’ve won? My father still has friends. Powerful friends. They’ll get us out of this, and then we’ll come for you. We’ll burn everything you love to the ground p>