A call for Bella to come back Home

WHITAKER MANSION

Damien smirked. "Don't worry. I've been waiting for the perfect moment to turn the tables on him. And now? We finally have it."

Alexander was as happy as a child on the other end. His patience was paying off—Anna was remembering, and Richard's lies were about to crumble.

Damien's voice became serious. "Hold on. I'm sending you some documents—evidence that will bury him."

Alexander's smirk faded. "What kind of evidence?"

"You'll see," Damien replied.

Just then, Richard called out for Damien from his office. Damien quickly ended the call, sending the documents in a PDF before slipping his phone into his pocket.

He turned and walked into the room, where Richard sat behind his massive mahogany desk. A glass of whiskey rested in his hand. His gaze was sharp, as if he suspected something.

"Where have you been?" Richard asked, taking a slow sip.

Damien forced a casual shrug. "Handling business."