At the station, they slid photos across the table—old documents, bank transfers, emails.
Jerry’s breath caught.
“These are fake,” he said quickly. “I’ve seen them before. This is what sent me to prison.”
The officer leaned back. “Someone reopened the case.”
Jerry swallowed. “Why now?”
The officer looked at him carefully. “Because someone insists the truth was never told.”
Meanwhile, Elelliana felt something was wrong. Jerry hadn’t answered his phone. By evening, worry wrapped around her like a tight robe.
She was pacing the living room when Collins walked in again—this time uninvited.
“You look unsettled,” Collins said calmly. “Where is Jerry?”
Elelliana demanded, “Where is he?”
Collins sighed. “I was hoping you’d ask.”
Elelliana’s heart skipped. “What did you do?”
“Nothing illegal,” Collins replied. “But I warned you. The past always asks for payment.”
Elelliana slapped the table. “You went after him.”
“I protected the company,” Collins said coolly. “A scandal would ruin us.”
Elelliana stared at him in disbelief. “You used his pain like a weapon.”
“I used the truth,” Collins corrected.
Elelliana picked up her phone and dialed—
And at that moment, Jerry walked in, face pale, shoulders heavy.
Elelliana rushed to him. “Jerry!”
He held her gently. “I’m okay.”
Collins stood. “You see? No harm done.”
Jerry looked at him coldly. “You reopened my case.”
Collins did not deny it. “Your story is inconvenient.”
Elelliana stepped forward. “Then hear mine.”
She turned to Jerry. “Tell me everything. No fear. No hiding.”
Jerry took a deep breath.
“I was framed by my business partner,” he said quietly. “He stole money, pinned it on me, and vanished. I had proof, but it disappeared.”
Elelliana’s eyes burned. “Do you know where he is now?”
Jerry nodded slowly. “Yes.”
Collins stiffened.
“His name is Mark,” Jerry said. “And he works for one of your offshore partners.”
The room went silent.
Elelliana turned sharply to Collins. “Is that true?”
Collins avoided her eyes.
That was answer enough.
Something broke inside Elelliana—not sadness. Resolve.
“You will not touch him again,” she said firmly. “If this company falls, let it fall on truth.”
That night, Elelliana made a decision.
She called a press conference.
