Chapter 5 - THE UNRAVELING OF AN EMPIRE
Within twenty minutes, the bedroom was filled with the grim, professional presence of Ricardo’s head of security, Mateo, followed two hours later by federal investigators and forensic accountants. The moment the authorities looked into Valeria’s personal accounts, the Pandora’s box of her crimes flew wide open.
It wasn't just the missing emerald necklace or a few petty withdrawals. Valeria had been systematically funneling millions of dollars out of Ricardo’s developmental accounts into offshore shell companies in the Caymans, aided by a corrupted junior accountant she had seduced months prior. She had built an entire shadow life, planning to bleed the real estate tycoon dry before staging a dramatic breakup and fleeing the country.
And every single time she needed a scapegoat to throw the internal auditors off her scent, she whispered poison into Ricardo’s ear about Carmen.
Ricardo sat in his home office downstairs, staring out the floor-to-ceiling glass windows at the sprawling Boston skyline. The five million dollars sat in heavy steel cases on the floor, untouched by the FBI except for the serial numbers they logged as evidence.
The door opened softly. Carmen stood there, holding a simple manila folder. She wasn't wearing her cleaning uniform anymore; she had changed into her coat, ready to leave.
Ricardo stood up quickly, feeling a strange, unfamiliar knot tighten in his throat. "Carmen. You're leaving?"
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"My shift is over, Mr. Garza," she said quietly, her voice steady and composed. "And frankly, I think this house has become a bit too complicated for a cleaning lady who just wants to earn an honest wage for her kids."
Ricardo swallowed hard, walking around the massive oak desk. For the first time in his life, the billionaire felt small. "Carmen, wait. Please."
