Naomi’s voice returned, softer but sharper than before.
“Elliot, you should sit down, because this part is going to cost you everything.”
A screen flickered on near the altar, showing rows of data, call logs, and financial records.
Photos followed, showing Elliot entering hotels with Rachel, leaving casinos late at night, and signing papers tied to illegal debts.
“Turn that off,” Elliot shouted, stepping forward before a detective blocked his path.
Naomi’s voice continued without hesitation.
“It is amazing how much evidence you can collect when someone believes you are too insignificant to notice anything.”
The screen shifted again, revealing the structure of her company and its valuation.
Forty seven million dollars appeared in bold numbers that stunned the entire room.
Elliot stared at it in disbelief, his mind racing to grasp what he had never seen.
