Chapter 5

That afternoon, Evelyn handed me the evidence.

A thick stack of documents recording Blake's underhanded moves in the company over the years.

Transfers, project approvals, each one traceable.

"He's been pushing an overseas mining project recently," Evelyn pointed to one page.

"On the surface, it's a normal investment, but he's actually trying to move company funds overseas."

I flipped through the documents, my fingers trembling slightly. This man's ambitions were greater than I'd imagined.

"I've given you access to the CEO's office," Evelyn handed me a card.

"He's working late tonight. Go see what you can find."

At 8 PM, I arrived at the company.

The elevator went straight to the top floor.

I swiped the card to enter the CEO's office, my heart racing.

Low voices came from inside.

I held my breath and pressed my ear to the door.

"Is everything arranged for the DNA report?" Blake asked.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of at the hospital," Vanessa replied smugly.

"Once the report comes out, the old lady will have to acknowledge my son's status."

My blood froze for a moment.

So Vanessa's son wasn't Blake's at all!

"Does that kid really look like me?" Blake asked.

"The features don't match, but the build is similar. Besides, the old lady's eyesight isn't great."

Vanessa laughed confidently.

"Once she accepts her grandson, won't the Chen family fortune be ours?"

Blake laughed. "You're so clever."

I quietly took out a mini camera from my bag and aimed it through the crack in the door.

In the lens, the two embraced, Blake's hands roaming over Vanessa's body.

"Once the old lady dies, we can be together openly," Vanessa purred.

"She's so healthy, who knows how long we'll have to wait," Blake said impatiently.

Just then, Blake's phone rang.

"Hello, Lawyer Wang," he answered.

I pricked up my ears to listen carefully.

"Did you get Evelyn's medical report?"

Blake walked to the window.

"What? Nothing wrong with her health?"

My heart tightened.

"Then create a problem. Find some doctors to certify she has symptoms of dementia."

Blake's voice was terrifyingly cold.

"Yes, say she's mentally unfit to manage the company."

Oh God!

This beast was planning to frame Evelyn!