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Her Aunt Called Her Useless in Front of Everyone — Until Beatrice Proved the Northern Accounts Were False

Her Aunt Called Her Useless in Front of Everyone — Until Beatrice Proved the Northern Accounts Were False

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"No, my lord, you do not," Beatrice stepped forward, placing her leather portfolio on the low table between them. "But you do hold exactly sixty-five thousand pounds of stolen capital, currently invested under the pseudonym 'Silas Thorne' in the Grand Northern Railway."Moray’s amusement vanished. He leaned forward, inspecting Beatrice with a new, dangerous interest. "And who are you to make such wild, libelous accusations?""I am the woman who is going to ruin you if you do not return it," Beatrice said. Her voice was terrifyingly calm. She opened the portfolio. "I have Hawcroft’s confession. I do not mean the legal one he refuses to give the magistrate. I mean the private ledger he kept to ensure you did not cheat him in turn. He documented every transfer, every fake invoice from the Lancashire mills, and the exact dates the funds were deposited into the bank of Coutts & Co. under your private seal."Moray’s eyes flicked to the papers. He recognized Hawcroft’s cramped handwriting instantly. His jaw tightened. "A forgery. The ravings of a desperate, disgraced manager. No judge will believe a penniless spinster over a peer of the realm."
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