By early evening, Patrick’s bodyguards had safely delivered Vivian to a five-star hotel close to the hospital. The suite was booked ahead of time, and security was airtight.
As soon as she stepped inside, Vivian called Reese. Her voice trembled, caught between relief after a near-miss and an unspoken vulnerability.
“Reese, I’m okay. Patrick’s people got here just in time. Honestly, I was terrified.”
“I’m just glad you’re safe.” Reese’s voice was gentle, warm and reassuring, like sunlight after a storm. “Did those men hurt you at all?”
“No, they didn’t get the chance. They were just following me, but Patrick’s team showed up before anything could happen,” Vivian said. She took a shaky breath, starting to calm down. “But I think I know why they were after me. Something came to mind.”
Reese straightened up, her curiosity piqued. “What is it? Take your time.”
“My dad was going through some old Meyer Group files a while back and accidentally found one of Douglas’ private journals,” Vivian said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “He read about a deal the Meyer family made with some overseas company twenty years ago. There was also something about a ‘core document’ hidden in a secret room at the old Meyer house. He doesn’t remember exactly where, but he saw the words ‘study, bookshelf, hidden compartment.’”
Reese’s breath caught. “Are you sure? Did the notebook say anything else? Like a company name or someone involved?”
“My dad said there was a name. He thinks it was Nathaniel.”
Nathaniel.
Again, Nathaniel.
Reese and Matthew exchanged glances, both of them instantly realizing what this meant. Everything started to fit together.
“These recordings could be evidence against Sebastian. Maybe they’ll help you.”
Reese felt a rush of gratitude. “Thank you, Vivian.”
“Don’t worry about your family. I’ll make sure they’re protected. From now on, I’ll cover your brother’s tuition and your parents’ medical expenses. You won’t have to worry about anything.”
“Reese, that’s too much…” Vivian began, but Reese cut her off.
“This isn’t up for debate. It’s a decision.” Reese’s voice was steady and kind. “Right now, your only job is to stay put at the hotel and look after yourself. Don’t go anywhere.”
“If you need anything, call me anytime. Patrick’s guys are right outside, so you’re completely safe.”

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