Chapter 21

Later that night, alone in his study, he opened the metal box again and looked at the pills inside. Then he opened another folder: the one with the printed screenshots from the security cameras, then the financial documents, then the doctor's report. Piece by piece, the truth was sitting on his desk.For months, he had been losing strength, losing control, losing his place in his own life. But now, the story was changing. He closed the box of pills and whispered quietly to himself, "Ten more days."Then he looked down at his legs and said something he had not said in a long time: "Don't fail me now."Because in ten days, he was not just walking into a wedding. He was walking into a battle.Nine days before the wedding, the house began to feel like a place where everyone was smiling too much. People shook his hand carefully, spoke to him slowly, and always stood instead of sitting when they talked to him, like he was fragile glass that might break if they relaxed too much.Investors came to visit and told him not to worry about the company. Board members told him to focus on his health. Friends told him she was an angel for staying by his side through such a difficult time.An angel.He sat in his wheelchair and listened to them praise the woman who had been slowly poisoning his legs, and he realized something important: a good lie does not look like a lie; a good lie looks like kindness.That afternoon, his lawyer came again, using the back entrance like always. They met in the study with the door closed."Everything is ready," the lawyer said, placing a folder on the desk. "The video is clear. The financial trail is clear. The doctor's report is clear. Legally, what she did is fraud, financial manipulation, and intentional bodily harm.""And the board?" he asked."They will all be at the wedding," the lawyer said. "When you stand up and we present the evidence, the board will have no choice but to remove her from any temporary authority immediately. Especially if investors are present. No one will want to be associated with a scandal like this."He nodded slowly. "Good."The lawyer looked at him carefully. "There's one more thing," he said. "Are you sure you can stand long enough? You don't have to walk far, but you need to stand. That moment is everything."He was quiet for a moment. "I can stand," he said. "And I can walk."The lawyer looked surprised. "Walk?""Yes," he said. "Not like before. Not yet. But enough."The lawyer smiled slightly. "Then she made one big mistake.""What mistake?" he asked.

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