Greed did the rest.
Vivian started sending me messages detailing everything I had supposedly done with my money.
Derek sent me receipts from the workshop because he wanted to prove it was “a family investment.”
Neither of them realized they were documenting exactly where the money had gone.
Then Vivian made the mistake that just ruined everything.
He took me a folder.
Biology
“I’ve organized all the expenses of the family,” he said proudly. “So, when your million comes, we can handle everything correctly.”
I opened it.
Inside were copies of transfers.
Bills of reforms.
The purchase of the SUV.
Payments related to Derek’s workshop.
And several pages showing withdrawals from the same account to which I had sent the money destined for Clara’s care.