The Fallen Billionaire and the Quiet Secretary Who Reclaimed His Empire
A prompt appeared on the screen, asking for an administrative access code.
I typed in my father’s old employee ID number, followed by the date of his death.
The screen flickered, and a progress bar appeared.
“Decryption key required. Connect to Vale Global Local Area Network.”
I stared at the blinking cursor.
The files were there, but they were locked behind the company’s internal firewall.
The only way to bypass it was a direct physical connection to the primary server room on the thirty-fourth floor of Vale Tower.
The phone on the table buzzed, startling me.
I picked it up quickly, my heart skipping a beat.
It was a news alert from a financial website.
“Former Vale Global CEO Alexander Vale Arrested on Fraud Charges.”
I tapped the link.
A grainy photo of Alexander being led into the police precinct appeared on the screen.
His face was set in a hard line, his eyes focused straight ahead.
The article stated that he was being held without bail pending an arraignment in the morning.
Marcus had moved fast.