Chapter 10: The Uncle Nobody Knew
Daniel stared at the man standing in the doorway.
For several seconds, his mind refused to accept what he was hearing.
“My uncle?””
The stranger smiled.
A calm, almost gentle smile.
But Daniel had learned something tonight.
The most dangerous people rarely looked dangerous.
Emily stepped backward.
Ethan noticed immediately.
“Mom?””
She grabbed his arm.
“Stay close to Daniel.””
Daniel heard the fear in her voice.
Not confusion.
Not surprise.
Fear.
He stepped in front of both of them.
“Who are you?””
The man walked farther into the ballroom.
“My name is Richard Carter.””
The name hit Daniel like a punch.
Carter.
His family name.
The name connected to everything that had destroyed his wedding.
Richard looked around at the chaos.
“A beautiful ceremony.””
Nobody spoke.
He continued.
“Such a shame it ended this way.””
Daniel’s fists tightened.
“You knew about this?””
Richard looked amused.
“I knew everything.””
The guests reacted.
Daniel’s voice became colder.
“Everything?””
Richard nodded.
“The fake pregnancy. The stolen documents. The recording. The archive.””
He looked at Ethan.
“Even the boy finding out.””
Ethan moved closer to Daniel.
Daniel noticed Richard watching him.
And he hated it.
“Stop looking at him.””
Richard looked back at Daniel.
“You’re exactly like your father.””
Daniel frowned.
“What does that mean?””
“You protect what you love.””
Richard smiled slightly.
“That was always his weakness.””
Daniel felt anger rising.
“You knew my father.””
Richard laughed softly.
“I knew him better than anyone.””
Emily stepped forward.
“That’s a lie.””
Richard looked at her.
“You’re still alive.””
Emily’s expression hardened.
“Unfortunately for you.””
A murmur moved through the room.
Daniel looked between them.
“What is happening?””
Richard sighed.
“Your family has always been terrible at explaining things.””
He walked toward the table where the documents were scattered.
“Your father built an empire.””
He picked up one of the papers.
“But he forgot something.””
Daniel watched him.
“What?””
“He forgot that everything he built belonged to a family.””
Richard placed the paper down.
“And families fight.””
Daniel shook his head.
“This isn’t about family.””
“No?””
Richard looked at Vanessa.
“Then why did she spend six months trying to become part of it?””
Vanessa looked away.
Daniel turned toward her.
Richard continued.
“She was never smart enough to create this plan alone.””
Daniel looked at Vanessa.
“Who recruited you?””
Vanessa stayed silent.
Richard smiled.
“She came to me.””
Daniel froze.
Vanessa immediately looked at him.
“No.””
Richard laughed.
“Still lying.””
Daniel’s expression changed.
“Is it true?””
Vanessa’s eyes filled with tears.
“I didn’t know who he was.””
Richard looked offended.
“You knew enough.””
Daniel stared at her.
“You knew him before me?””
Vanessa whispered:
“Yes.””
The answer hurt.
Even after everything.
It still hurt.
Daniel looked away.
Richard walked closer.
“You want to know the truth?””
Daniel looked at him.
“I’ve heard enough lies tonight.””
Richard nodded.
“Good.””
He reached inside his coat.
He removed a small envelope.
Another one.
Just like the others.
Daniel stared.
“What is that?””
“Your father’s final instruction.””
Laura immediately stepped forward.
“Where did you get that?””
Richard smiled.
“Your mistake was believing I was gone.””
Laura’s face changed.
Daniel noticed.
“You thought he disappeared.””
“Yes.””
“But he didn’t.””
Richard opened the envelope.
“He was waiting.””
Daniel felt confused.
“Waiting for what?””
Richard looked at Ethan.
“For the right person to unlock everything.””
Ethan swallowed.
“Me?””
Richard nodded.
“Yes.””
Daniel immediately moved closer.
“No.””
Richard looked amused.
“You still don’t understand.””
Daniel’s voice sharpened.
“My son is not a key.””
Richard’s smile faded slightly.
“Your father thought differently.””
Daniel hated that sentence.
Because too many people had used his father’s name tonight.
Too many people claimed to know what he wanted.
Richard placed the letter on the table.
“Read it.””
Daniel didn’t move.
“Why should I trust you?””
“You shouldn’t.””
The answer surprised him.
Richard smiled.
“But you should trust your father.””
Daniel slowly picked up the letter.
His father’s handwriting.
Again.
The first line made his chest tighten.
“Daniel, if Richard is standing in front of you, then he has failed to understand the one thing I knew.””
Daniel read silently.
Then he stopped.
Richard watched him.
“What does it say?””
Daniel didn’t answer.
Emily stepped closer.
“Daniel?””
He looked up.
His face had changed.
“What?””
Laura asked.
Daniel looked at Richard.
“My father knew you would come.””
The room went silent.
Richard’s smile disappeared.
Daniel continued.
“He knew everything.””
Richard’s expression hardened.
“He knew enough.””
Daniel looked back at the letter.
His father had written:
“Richard believes power comes from controlling people. He is wrong. Power comes from knowing who will never betray you.””
Daniel looked at Ethan.
His son.
The person everyone had underestimated.
Then he read the final sentence.
“The only person I trust with the truth is the one who has nothing to gain.””
Daniel slowly lowered the paper.
Richard’s face was unreadable.
Because he understood.
The letter was not about him.
It was about Ethan.
Richard stepped forward.
“That boy doesn’t know anything.””
Daniel looked at him.
“That’s why my father trusted him.””
The silence that followed was heavy.
Then Richard smiled again.
“Very emotional.””
He looked toward the exit.
“But emotions won’t save you.””
Daniel frowned.
“What are you talking about?””
Richard nodded toward the doors.
Suddenly, several men entered the ballroom.
Security.
Not hotel security.
His security.
Daniel’s heart sank.
Richard had planned for this.
Richard looked at him.
“You have two choices.””
Daniel stared.
“Choice one?””
“Give me the key.””
“And choice two?””
Richard looked at Ethan.
Daniel immediately understood.
“No.””
Richard smiled.
“You really are your father’s son.””
The entire ballroom froze.
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Because Richard wasn’t asking for the archive anymore.
He was asking for Ethan.
