It was printed in a tiny font.

It was a legal amendment I had never seen before.

My father’s signature was at the bottom of the page.

But the ink looked slightly distorted, the lines too perfect.

“This is a forgery,” I whispered, staring at the screen.

“What does the clause say?” Liam asked, pointing to the screen.

My eyes scanned the dense legal jargon, tracing the terms of my father’s multi-million-dollar trust.

My breath caught in my throat as the meaning of the words began to take shape.

The text was designed to trigger an immediate, absolute transfer of the entire estate directly to Ethan.

But the trigger condition was specific, cold, and terrifying.

The screen suddenly flashed.

A red dialogue box popped up over the document, blocking my view.

*Warning: Remote connection attempt detected.*

My hand froze over the trackpad.

The laptop’s webcam light blinked once, a tiny green dot shining in the dark room.

I slammed my hand down on the trackpad, trying to close the active terminal window.

The cursor drifted away from my control, sliding jerkily toward the bottom right corner of the screen.