Chapter 8 - The True Motive
Daniel looked down at her swollen stomach. The mask of the loving husband completely shattered, revealing the calculating, ruthless monster underneath.
"Valeria, you are upset,"
Daniel said coldly, making no attempt to comfort her.
"Answer me!"
Valeria screamed, her voice tearing through the silent hall.
Daniel ground his teeth together.
"That child should never have been conceived,"
Daniel stated with absolute, terrifying calm.
The air in the grand hall seemed to completely vanish. Valeria felt her heart shatter into a million irreparable pieces.
"He is your son,"
Valeria whispered, completely unable to comprehend the sheer evil of his words.
"And he is also the primary heir,"
Daniel replied, slowly standing up, his posture rigid and incredibly dangerous.
"The moment he is born, my father’s trust stipulates that fifty percent of the Sterling corporate shares are immediately transferred into a blind trust for the child. I would permanently lose the controlling stake of the empire I have waited my entire life to rule."
Valeria stared at him, sobbing openly on the marble floor.
"You were going to murder your own family over money?"
Valeria asked, entirely disgusted.
"It is never just about money, Valeria,"
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Daniel sneered, looking around at the terrified, silent elite guests who had just witnessed his confession.
"It is about absolute power."
