The son who called me unstable

The television news then broadcast an interview filmed outside a vast private estate.

My field.

My son was standing at the door.

Daniel looked straight into the camera.

“My mother is disoriented,” he said calmly. “She is fragile and unable to make sound decisions at the moment.”

A chilling shiver ran through my body.

Because suddenly…

I remembered exactly why I had left.

The truth behind the power struggle

The memories returned in sharp fragments.

My late husband’s will placed the majority stake in Hayes Capital in a trust.

No important decision could be finalized without my approval.

Daniel had been trying for months to pressure me into giving him control.

He called it efficiency.

I knew the truth.

He had ruined the company with reckless transactions.

If I signed these papers, my husband’s inheritance would be destroyed.

And now, the presence of these men in suits made perfect sense.

They were not rescuers.

This was Daniel’s private security.

They were looking for me before I could even recover enough memories to defend myself.