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I'm the eldest daughter of the Shaw family.

Tonight's charity gala is for my dad's will reading, and everyone's just

waiting to see me end up with zilch.

Oh, look what the cat dragged in.

Eliza. I bet that used gown cost you a small fortune just for tonight's rental,

right?

Since everyone's here for the gala with this opportunity, I have something to

announce as well.

My engagement to Eliza is over.

As for the reason, take a look for yourselves.

Eliza sure knows how to have a good time, huh?

Disgusting. Eliza, did you even think of the consequences while you were

betraying me? I did everything to protect your reputation, but you made

things worse.

You're unworthy of being a price.

You're a total embarrassment!

You've brought shame to the Shaws!

Is this really about me?

Or is it about your beloved daughter who's been messing around with Wayne

behind my back?

Shut up!

You did all those awful things, and now you dare drag your sister down with you?

I am the head of this family.

Due to Eliza's corrupt behavior, she is cut off from her inheritance entirely.

And the marriage pact will now pass to my younger daughter, Beth.

As of tonight, I'm proud to say Beth is my fiancé.

Oops, Eliza! I'm so sorry, my hand just slipped.

You're not mad at me, are you?

Laugh all you want, but actually, I'm the real hunter for tonight, and all of

you are the clueless prey.

Wayne.

I'm so over this sneaking around in hotels bullshit.

Babe, it all ends after the banquet tomorrow. I want you to fuck me hard,

senseless, in the living room, the garden, and Eliza's bed, right under her

nose.

I want to see how you humiliate her in front of me.

You're way more ruthless than she is.

I'm taking her out for drinks tonight.

And I'll slip something into her glass.

You get a few guys to wait at that old factory.

What are you going to do? Get some low-life bums.

Have them take turns on her and snap pictures.

I want to destroy her completely and make her out to be a total slut. Then at

tomorrow's gala, even if we swipe the whole Shaw fortune, she'll be nothing

but a joke, too humiliated to say a single word.

Perfect. You handle getting her drunk. I'll reach out to the guys now.

I want every second of their actions recorded.

No gaps, no breaks.

Boss.

From the day Mr. Shaw had his accident, you've had me tailing Eliza non-stop.

You've kept this whole secret protection gig up for nearly a month. Why keep it

from her?

Her dad's final words were to ask me to look after her in his place.

But with all due respect, the favor you owe Mr. Shaw isn't enough to explain all

this. What you feel for her, it's not just about obligation, is it?

Stay with me! Take my hand!

You're gonna be okay.

I promise.

The day her dad helped me, she was there too. She was the one who gave me hope.

At the time, I had no idea that the man I loved and planned to marry would throw

me to the wolves so ruthlessly.

Here, have a drink.

Loosen up. Big day tomorrow. Lots to deal with.

Wayne.

Something about father's passing just doesn't sit right. He was in perfect

shape. Let's not get into that. No heavy stuff tonight. Just drink.

Wayne, I feel so dizzy.

She thinks she's perfect, huh?

I'm going to make sure she understands.

She's absolutely nothing.

You three enjoy yourselves tonight. Pictures, and I want her looking as

degraded as possible.

Clear? Chill. We'll make damn sure tonight stays burned into her memory.

Damn, she's hot.

Consider that a deposit. The balance hits when I get the photos in my inbox.

Don't worry, miss. We know our business inside out.

I'm out.

Wonder if she'll have any energy left to put on her little act tomorrow.

Such soft skin.

Always so untouchable on screen.

And now she's just a sack of meat for us to play with.

Come on, speed it up. Tear her clothes and get some shots.

Beth is waiting for the goods.

Man, that smell.

I've been around for decades, never touched a woman this loaded before.

Don't move!

You dare to interfere in the Shaw family's matter?

You bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are? Drop her now!

I'm Doris Moss.

You're Doris Moss?

The Yuvlako Group's Doris Moss?

Who's behind this?

People from the Shaw family. A woman and a guy. They fronted the cash and said to

wreck this chick. Snap some nasty photos and send them over. Which one of the

Shaws? It's her sister, Beth Shaw.

Did any photos got taken?

No. You came busting in before we even got started.

Use that phone. Take a photo of me.

Send this to Beth.

And only one of you will leave here alive.

Drive faster.

So hot.

Your skin feels so nice.

And so cold.

I want more.

Do you know who I am?

I'm Doris Moss.

You're not in your right mind.

If you keep this up, you will face the consequences.

I know it's you, Doris.

You're the one I want.

I

know

it's you, Doris.

You're the one I want.

Don't leave, Doris.

You asked for this.

You... Last night... Someone

dosed you.

It hit the car.

You kissed me first.

And in that bed, you were the one who wouldn't let go.

The glass Wayne handed you wasn't clean.

Something was in it.

That can't be right.

He was just trying to make me feel better and... See for yourself.

It was a man called Wayne.

And Beth.

They ordered us to ruin her.

Snap nasty photos and deliver them.

No.

Wayne wouldn't.

Get some low-life bumps, have them take turns on her, snap pictures.

Then at tomorrow's gala, even if we swipe the whole Shaw fortune, she'll be

nothing but a joke.

They'd been having an affair long before your father died. Here's something else

for you.

So Beth, she's not my dad's biological daughter?

Ruby had an affair with the family butler, Hudson.

Beth is their bastard daughter.

They've been lying to me all along.

They've been making a fool of me.

Did they kill my father too?

Were they behind it? He sent me that report.

The next day he was gone.

I checked the hospital cameras.

Someone swapped his meds.

Why are you showing me this?

What do you want from me? I want you.

Marry me. One year. I'll help you reclaim everything that belongs to you.

And I'll make those people spit out every single thing they stole.

The agreement lasts one year and ends automatically.

During the marriage, the wife preserves her independent property and inheritance

entitlements.

Doris was my last hope before the fall.

Call it a deal with the devil if you want, but I'll make sure everyone who

hurt me suffers.

Deal.

Your dress comes tonight.

The car's taking you to the Shaw estate soon.

At the dinner, go all in. I'm backing you fully. I'll destroy them when

they're at their most cocky. They won't have anywhere left to run.

Yes. Just look at this whore. They gave her a hell of a time. And they actually

sent the picture.

Those bastards didn't go easy on her.

She won't have the face to show up at the gala tonight.

Eliza? What? How are you still alive?

You bitch! You dare to hit me?

Eliza, have you lost your mind? How dare you?

God damn it! My face!

You're scum.

Don't dirty my eyes.

Beth, what's mine is off-limits to you. Always.

Eliza! Where's your respect for your mother? How dare you throw this tantrum

right in my face?

Mother? Are you even fit to be called that?

Tonight's inheritance gala? I'll be there.

Savor your final hours of this little fantasy.

Because very soon, it all crumbles to zero.

something!

How dare she be so arrogant!

I'm going to destroy her!

Those words of hers, what was she hinting at? Has she dug something up?

Mrs. Shaw, no need to panic. Even if she's found out, she can't flip the

script on us. Then what are we supposed to do? Are we really letting her get

away with this?

Fat chance, Beth. Stop crying.

The drifter leader from the factory last night made it out alive.

He just got in touch.

I've already got my people holding him quietly.

Wait, the dirty bastard who laid hands on Eliza herself is ours now?

At tonight's gala, once the will's done, we'll bring that blood-soaked, filthy

drifter onto the stage in front of all the press and elite guests.

He'll testify, out loud, exactly how Eliza pleased him last night.

Oh, Eliza, let's see that pride of yours tonight, when you're naked and

humiliated in front of every major name in this city.

Oops, Eliza! I'm so sorry, my hand just slipped. You're not mad at me, are you?

Surely you wouldn't hold a grudge against me, right?

This gown was hand-sewn by Aggie Marsh at her Stogus flagship store.

She measured me for it herself.

You can't afford it.

Aggie? You couldn't even find her studio door.

That cheap knock-off you're wearing? I bet that random guy in the photo threw

it at you after he was done screwing you.

Everyone!

My sister is nothing but a slut who survives off men.

She bled Wayne dry, and now she's latched onto God knows what kind of low

-life trash.

She doesn't deserve to carry the Shaw name.

Finished? What?

Did I strike a nerve? You're calling me a cheater?

You're claiming the man in that photo is my fling?

So what if I told you that the person in that photo is my legal spouse?

You were supposed to marry me.

Where did this spouse of yours even come from?

Five years, Wayne.

Five years of you sleeping with Beth on the side. And those joint projects with

my father, how much of that did you bleed dry for your own pockets?

That's complete bullshit!

Every partnership was perfectly legal.

You've never even been inside the company. You have zero idea what you're

talking about. Eliza!

I can't believe you'd sink this low, making up filthy lies just to get the

inheritance. I know Wayne's character far better than you ever will.

Eliza, you're impossible!

You claim the man in that photo is your partner, so where is he tonight? Why

isn't he here with you?

That's fine.

I've gone ahead and brought your lover here myself.

Go on, say he's your partner again, right in front of him. Bring him in!

Everyone!

Eliza always acts like she's a well-behaved heiress, but in fact, she's

just a thirsty whore. For thrills, she's been sleeping with the dirtiest homeless

scum from the gutter.

Beth, think before you fabricate. Take a good look at him.

Does he even come close to being my type?

Come on.

Eliza is the Shaw family's true-blooded daughter. She has endless options. Why

in the world would she touch that scum?

That's completely illogical.

Don't fall for her lies!

Some people have nothing but sick, perverted kinks.

Guys, see for yourselves!

Go ahead, tell them.

The man in that picture, having his way with Eliza, that's you, isn't it?

It's me! That's me right there!

She gave me cash to hook up with her. She acts all prim and proper, but she's

a total slut in the sack, down on her knees, begging for it. Damn, it was one

hell of a ride!

Oh my god, that's disgusting!

It's actually true!

What a shameless slut!

Eliza, you've dragged the entire Shaw family through the mud!

Since pictures are such a hit with you all, let's move on to a more thrilling

video.

I want you to fuck me hard, senseless in the living room, the garden, and Eliza's

bed, right under her nose.

I'm taking her out for drinks tonight, and I'll slip something into her glass.

You get a few guys to wait at that old factory.

What are you going to do?

Get some low-life bums, have them take turns on her, and snap pictures.

I want to destroy her completely, make her out to be a total slut.

Then at tomorrow's gala, even if we swipe the whole Shaw fortune, she'll be

nothing but a joke and humiliated to say a single word.

This is fabricated!

Eliza, you cooked up this AI garbage just to steal the inheritance and

destroy us? That's right!

Those photos show exactly what a slut you really are.

Trying to clear yourself with a fake video?

In your dreams!

A fake video?

Wayne, even the mole on your left shoulder is a perfect match.

I only had a few hours.

Where exactly would I find an actor whose body matches yours down to every

last detail to fake all of this?

Samford! You know your stuff.

A piece of low-quality editing like this wouldn't fool your department's tech

analyst, would it now?

Our analysis shows significant traces of manual editing in the video's base code.

We have concluded that this is a crude AI fabrication.

You couldn't spare a few seconds to verify?

Sanford, that badge and uniform, are they government-issued, or did Wayne buy

them for you?

Sanford, she's insulting an official and using fabricated evidence to commit

fraud. Lock her up right now!

Eliza Shaw, you are being arrested on charges of slander and fraud.

Cuff her!

Sanford, I'd think long and hard if I were you. The person backing me is way

out of your league. The person behind you?

You mean that faceless nobody from the photos who was too scared to show

himself? Go ahead, show us what else you've got!

Here, I call the shots.

Do it now!

I dare anyone here to touch her.

Ma'am, I'm just following the law. Even the Moss family can't just... You're

fired. I'm a federal officer.

You can't just... Answer it.

Sanford, get back to the station right now. Pack your things and get the hell

out.

I was wrong. Ma'am, please have mercy. I have a family.

Keep the truth to yourself or spit it out.

Up to you.

It was Wayne.

He gave me $500,000 in cash and promised to pull strings for my re-election. The

video is real. It's not AI-generated. It's all true.

Elisa, please help me. I wasn't in my right mind. Wayne forced me into it.

Take him away.

Oh, my God.

Look at that silhouette.

The person in that photo, it's a perfect match.

That wasn't some homeless man. That's Doris. No! That guy admitted it. He

fucked Eliza.

Now, it's your turn.

Doris, what happens in the Shaw family stays in the Shaw family. You're an

outsider here. Stay out of it.

I'm the one in the photo, and I'm her husband.

Do I have the right now?

You're really married to Doris?

You slut. What makes you deserve that?

Beth steals Eliza's fiancé and tries to frame her.

And in the end, Eliza married into the Moss family.

What a joke.

Shut up! I said shut up, all of you!

Vince,

drag him over here.

You just told everyone I hired you for sex.

Say it again now.

Are you sure about that?

Only one of you will leave here alive.

It's her.

It was Beth.

And Wayne.

They're the ones who found me under the bridge. They paid me to destroy her.

This is a setup.

Who told you to say these things?

You want to ruin me? Someone like you?

Dream on!

I have proof!

Everything's in this phone.

She texted me and promised she'd pay another 500K after it was done. All the

messages are in there.

Take him away.

That's enough.

True or not, I am still the lady of the Shaw household.

With Alex gone, I hold the sole authority to distribute his assets.

Everything from the Shaw family goes to Beth.

Eliza, you're not getting a single penny.

And what makes you think you still have that authority, Ruby?

Because I'm your mother and the head of the Shaw family. In this room, My word

is law.

Ruby, you're handing over the entire Shaw fortune to someone with no Shaw

blood in her veins? Does that seem right to you? What the hell are you talking

about? I am a Shaw! I am the daughter of this family!

Doris, watch your mouth.

Are you sure she's truly a Shaw by blood?

Beth, all that family pride you've been carrying on about is just a veil over an

affair.

See for yourself.

You have no blood relation to my father.

You're the bastard daughter of Ruby's affair with the family butler, Hudson.

No, this isn't real. It can't be. Mom, please tell me they forged this.

I'm a Shaw.

I won't deny it.

The report is legitimate.

She's not Alex's daughter.

I've carried this lie for 20 years.

I own up to it.

So, it's true.

I'm a bastard. A child born out of wedlock.

Wayne. Do I have nothing left?

You've still got me.

I'll never leave you.

Oh, how touching.

Since you're so devoted to each other, let me do you both a favor.

Vince!

Beth Shaw, Wayne Price.

We have obtained ironclad proof of your crimes, including text messages, fraud,

and conspiracy to commit sexual assault. You're both under arrest.

Wait!

Hiring the homeless men, spiking the drink, taking the photos.

I planned all of it. Beth knew nothing.

Ruby, you do know perjury carries a life sentence?

Yeah. Ruby planned the whole thing, and I carried out every last detail.

Beth is completely innocent in all of this. Mom.

Wayne.

What is all this? Shut up. Take them away.

That thing I gave you. Keep it safe.

You'll need it in the future.

They really do love you, don't they?

So eager to fall on their swords for you.

Eliza! You think you've won?

I swear I'll make every day of your life pure misery!

It's all over.

But there's no home waiting for me anymore, Doris. You have me now.

I'm your family.

Let me take you home to our manor tomorrow, okay?

So what, Eliza?

Doris, you-

I have something important to say. From now on, all of you in the Moss Manor

will answer to Eliza as you answer to me.

Let's not get carried away, everyone.

Eliza is the eldest Shaw daughter.

Doris has always known how to pick her company wisely.

The Shaw family?

Those bankrupt nobodies who've just got tangled in a father-killing mess?

According to the Moss family trust charter, any spouse who brings no assets

into the marriage will have their expenses funded by a 15% deduction from

each branch's annual dividends.

She's not a wealthy heiress, and she brought zero money with her. Why should

we sacrifice our payouts for some penniless hang-on? Hell no!

That's not up to you guys.

Doris, you might run this household, but the trust charter is a legal agreement.

Let me remind you of the Moss Trust Parts, your Article 1. The current head

has full liquidation rights. So if anyone objects to this 15%, I'm more

than happy to use my privilege and cut your branch's entire year's dividends to

zero. Should I sign the papers right now, Rory?

Beth, be good. Just drop it.

Being in here made me see things clearly.

All the scheming we wasted our times on for what? A peaceful, ordinary life?

That's the real deal.

Wayne! You and my mom are stuck in here because of me and you expect me to just

let it go?

You can give up if you want, but I will destroy Eliza if it's the last thing I

do.

Doris' cousin?

Mom, you really did leave me the perfect safety net, didn't you?

Eliza, you think you're untouchable now that my mom and Wayne are locked up?

You think Doris can protect you? With this, I'll make the Moss family tear you

apart themselves.

Did you get a good night's sleep, Eliza?

The old-timers on the board can be pretty blunt.

Just ignore them.

Thank you for asking. I'm fine.

Doris had an urgent offshore trust meeting at the crack of dawn.

She mentioned to me that there's a Virgin Mary painting in the manor, her

mother's treasured piece, but the antique worth millions is in rough

shape.

Isn't there a professional who can restore it?

The trust managers are stubborn.

They don't trust anyone from outside.

Doris knows you're a restorer and wanted to ask you.

But she didn't want to bother you after last night.

I could give it a shot.

Doris would be so happy if you restored it. The gallery's unlocked, so feel free

to go in whenever you like.

Go ahead.

There's a little surprise waiting for you inside.

allows you to enter Mrs.

Moss's private gallery.

Maren said, Doris asked me to inspect his painting.

It's been damaged by moisture.

She can't decide that.

House rules say entering the private gallery without the head's written order

is a direct challenge to the family.

All units.

Report to the hall in ten minutes.

There will be a public disciplinary hearing for the offender.

Ma'am, this way, please.

According to the House rules...

Unauthorized entry into the gallery shall be punished by six hours of

reflection in the chapel without a coat.

Know your place, Eliza. In Moss Manor... A spouse who contributes no assets is

legally no different from the staff standing right here.

You used her mother's things to set me up, didn't you, Maren?

Why?

I do make you feel threatened.

Don't I?

Cheap words won't alter the reality.

Butler, carry out the order.

Miss Shaw belongs in the chapel to think things through.

Understood.

Don't you dare touch me Do it

Vince, get him out of here.

I don't want to see his face anywhere near my wife again.

Don't bother coming to next week's board meeting or the family trust vote.

Doris, it was a misunderstanding.

I was worried about security breaches in the manor.

I was only following protocol.

I never intended to target Eliza.

Sorry, Eliza.

This isn't your fault.

Maren set the whole thing up on purpose.

Letting them humiliate you right under my watch. I failed to protect you.

I thought I'd given you enough.

But I underestimated how cruel they really are.

This will never happen again. I promise you that.

I trust you.

What a surprise.

I never expected to find Eliza's sister in a rat hole like this.

Give me what you promised over the phone.

Every single offshore account you used for laundering is on this drive.

One call to the compliance board and your trust shares go up in smoke.

Eliza left you like this and you came to me yourself.

Surely there's more on your mind than cash.

I don't want money!

My mom and Wayne were imprisoned, and I'm ruined!

I want Eliza to lose everything, too! I want her dead!

Since we share the same goal, I'll overlook your attempt to blackmail me.

But from now on, you follow my orders.

I don't waste time on people who are useless to me.

I'll do whatever it takes to destroy her.

Perfect.

Soon, Eliza will pay a very tragic price for her arrogance.

Doris, what are we doing here?

I know restoration is your passion.

Your father's workshop went up for auction, so I had Vince secure it.

From today on, this place is completely yours.

So, do you like this surprise?

I love it.

This is where my father's dream began.

I'm bringing his workshop back to life, and I will see through every project he

left undone.

Just focus on what you love here.

I'll take care of everything else.

I should be the one standing in the light.

Not her.

Never her.

Send the painting to her.

Miss Shaw, your skills are renowned.

This painting is from my client's private vault.

500,000 up front.

Complete the varnish repair within seven days, and the remaining four million is

yours.

The oxidation is within safe limits. I'll handle the restoration.

She signed it the moment that painting touches any standard restoration soul

and it'll be completely destroyed tonight

Someone

painted this canvas with a catalyst

before sending it

Ms. Shaw, my client's painting seems to have suffered a mishap in your studio.

So the painting is bait.

Eliza, the evidence is right in front of you.

And you're still in the mood for jokes?

Read it carefully.

Supplementary terms, Article 3.

Damage beyond repair by the restorer's error?

That's $9.5 million.

At the top market rate, due on the spot.

You set this whole thing up from the very first signature.

Miss Shaw, the signature is yours.

The law doesn't care about stories.

Only proof.

Miss Shaw, since you can't come up with the cash right now, the original

creditor has no choice but to cut their losses.

See here. This debt has been officially transferred.

You can't hold Doris off for long. Wrap this up now.

And cover your tracks.

You catch that, Eliza?

I'm the one holding your debt now.

Take a guess at what I've got planned for you.

Beth, that paper changes nothing.

No matter how hard you try, you still have the same ugly nature.

Smash it! Smash everything! Destroy every last thing in here! Not a single

piece of clothing! Not even a bottle!

I want her to watch it all turn into garbage!

Painful, isn't it? That's what you get for messing with me.

Don't you touch my father's work! Let go!

So you do have something you care about.

That makes things much easier for me.

Give it back.

So this is his only restoration notebook.

No wonder you treasure it.

Beth! He took you in! He raised you! You have no right to destroy his last work!

Shut up! He's nothing to me.

You want this?

Get on your knees and beg me.

Admit out loud that you're a whore who slept her way to the top by seducing

anyone you could, and I'll give this junk back.

You will pay for every single thing you did today.

Oh? Go ahead.

Show me what you've got.

Tie her up. Get your hands off me! Let go!

Want it?

Too bad.

I'm about to reduce his life's work to nothing but smoke right in front of you.

You're insane!

Your mother and Wayne already went to prison for you. You've got no one left

to take the blame. No one's coming to save you this time. You're going to rot

in a cell for the rest of your life.

Who knows if I'll end up in prison, Eliza. But I do know that no one is

coming to rescue you tonight.

What do you think?

If I carve your face up piece by piece, will Doris still want you, or will she

throw you out like trash?

Not everyone is as shallow as you are.

Yeah, Doris won't care.

But carving your face?

That's letting you off easy.

You're so proud of your body, of how you use it, right?

See? Two men, right here.

Show us your talent now.

Damn, she really is a proper Shaw heiress. Look at that body. Always

looking down on everyone. Now here she is, putting on a show for us.

Beth, you gonna let us take turns with her later?

Beth, is this the best you can do?

No matter what you do, you'll always be a piece of trash to me.

Shut up.

Shut the hell up!

Bitch, I'm going to end you!

It's over.

This isn't over!

I'll be in hell waiting for you, Eliza.

And when you get there, I'll tear you apart.

Never show mercy to someone who wants you dead, even if they were family once.

No one made her crazy.

She was born that way.

But she was far too certain in those final words.

What are you getting at?

There's someone pulling the strings.

Someone armed her and pushed her into this with no way out.

The painting's our starting point. It's what brought Beth here.

Who sent you with that painting to the studio?

He has a poison capsule hidden in one of his

molars. He's gone.

One delivered the painting.

One led the attack.

And now this one dies before we can question him. The whole chain has been

cut clean.

Our enemy is more careful than we thought.

They can't erase money. Trace the $10 million debt to its origin. Follow every

transaction.

The spectral report shows the canvas had already been soaked in

acid before it arrived.

Someone set this whole thing up to look like a restoration failure.

The piece is valued at $800,000 at most.

The $9,500,000 claim is pure fraud, and the money trail confirms the ultimate

beneficiary of the debt transfer is Maren Moss' private trust account.

So what now?

She's going to pay for this.

She's been stripped of all titles, and her trusts are frozen indefinitely.

And Doris bypassed the board entirely.

This came straightly from her, and it gives her three days to leave the main

estate.

Marin is being cut out completely.

Doris is making a clean sweep.

Miss Moss, the Master has sent this official letter.

All your positions have been terminated as of today.

You have three days to leave the main manor.

All right.

You can go now.

Doris, I thought we were on the same side. And now you do this to me, all for

that woman.

Why?

You're back.

Get off me! Why are you here?

We were just catching up.

Did nobody teach you to knock, Eliza?

Is that how you catch up with someone?

Eliza, you've got it wrong.

I believe what I saw. Nothing else.

Eliza!

Maren, if I see your face again before sunrise...

You won't like the consequences.

This is your last chance to leave with dignity.

I won't offer it again.

You don't even care anymore.

Then why should I?

She went up the back mountain path, boss.

Eliza. Eliza, do you trust me?

Of course I trust you.

But Doris, I saw it with my own eyes.

I thought it was you. I didn't look back.

I just assumed it was you.

I never loved her, not for a single second. I helped her because she's a

family member.

But you?

You're the one I want beside me.

I love you just for being you.

You're beautiful Eliza.

I know you hated her, and I'll give you anything you need.

I want them to pay.

Miss Moss.

I'll read the contents to you.

I, for personal reasons, hereby completely withdraw from all affairs of

the Moss family, effective immediately.

If there are no objections, please sign.

I want to see Doris one last time.

Very well.

Please follow me.

They've thrown Maren out completely.

No way.

She must have something up her sleeve.

I'll wait for you outside.

When you're done, we still have to go for the wedding dress fitting.

All right.

Doris, do you still remember what it was like back then?

I had no one in the family.

I was completely on my own.

Never let anyone see your weakness.

I thought you helped me because you care about me.

The only reason I helped you was your bloodline.

And you've chosen to shame that bloodline.

I see.

So you've won.

But you have no idea what that even means, do you?

What I have is her.

She picked me over you

I'm

with you no matter what you choose to do Did you get what I asked for

Then set up a meeting with him

Your sister's medical bills back then would take ten years of your salary to

cover. And if Doris ever found out you turned on her, would she still want you

around?

What do you need me to do?

Three days from now, Doris is heading to the port for a cargo inspection.

Clear her entire security detail.

Do that...

And you walk away with a third of the moss fortune.

Boss, she's taken the bait.

How did she look?

Calm. Too calm.

Like she's prepared for everything.

Three days from now, we'll meet them at the port.

Are you sure you want to give her one last chance?

One has to lose all hope before one can let go for good.

Why would you go through all of this for me? When we met, you weren't part of the

Moss family yet.

You'd cry in the garden when you missed your mother.

You were still soft back then.

I never cared who your family was.

I only cared who you were.

Everything will be over in three days.

I found this design in my father's old journals.

I've wanted to give it to you for a while now.

When this is over, we'll have a lifetime together.

That evidence you hold, when are you planning to use it?

When she makes her final choice.

If she stops before then, that evidence will never appear.

One last time, Doris.

Dump her and marry me.

I'll forget everything.

You'll still be the head of the Moss family.

Marin, you've had it wrong from the very beginning.

I never loved you. You convinced yourself that an ordinary family favor

was something more.

Go ahead and pull the trigger, Marin.

But first, turn around and count how many of your people are still standing.

You sold me out?

Miss Moss, the leak from ten years ago was a setup.

The boss had me plant it.

The second you bit, we had you.

Boss, here's the full plan from Maren and her ally. The hit is scheduled at

the port.

Let's play along.

You believed you'd left no trail, Marin. You used your hold over the agent to

drive him to suicide. You took care of his family.

And you thought no one would connect the dots?

He wrote this to his family three days before he died.

It records every single word you said to him.

I've had this letter for two weeks. I gave you time to stop.

You didn't.

So now it's out.

You had your chance. More than one.

I'll hand over every person who helped me.

Rory, Sophia, and four people in the manor.

Names, bank details, every transaction.

I'll give it to you all.

I'll give you everything. Just let him go.

I won't leave you!

You've been there for me long enough.

I won't leave you alone.

I'm sorry.

And you too.

From today on, the Moss family has only one rule.

Loyalty to this family and to one another.

Otherwise, this is what happens.

Next week is our wedding, Eliza.

Will you marry me for real?

Not a contract, not a deal.

I want you as my family, my only one.

That day in the factory, when you held me, I knew I was yours.

The first time I ever saw you, you reached out to me in that car crash.

I knew there would never be anyone else for me.

My dad believed that real art endures through the ages.

Doris, you are the one true masterpiece of my life.

If my dad could see this day, I think he'd be happy He would be proud

of you

The first time I ever saw you, you reached out to me in that car crash.

I knew there would never be anyone else for me.

My dad believed that real art endures through the ages.

Doris, you are the one true masterpiece of my life.

If my dad could see this day, I think he'd be happy He would be proud

of you