To be more convincing, Gand cleared his throat and said, "It''s simple. I''ll write an article and use public opinion to crush the fraud."


    Marion stayed silent, and he quickly added, "You know, Debra acquired my news agency. Journalism is my trade, and I have thetest intel. I can..."


    "Get to the point."


    "Uh... Since Vickie ims to be the real heiress, I''ll dig up her background and expose her true colors."


    "Finished?"


    "Yes."


    "I''ll handle it. You stay here."


    Gand scrambled after him. "Don''t you trust my skills? This''ll work. I''ve got Vickie''s first-hand dirt."


    Marion finally paused. Gand''s eyes lit up.


    "Believe me now?"


    "My silence doesn''t mean ignorance. Tell whoever sent you. Debra is out of their reach. Stop ying games."


    Gand''s smile stiffened. By the time he recovered, Marion was gone.


    Left with no choice, Gand slipped away to call Juan.


    As soon as the line went through, spoke anxiously. "Marion doesn''t trust me. It seems he knows connected. What should I do?"


    "Proceed directly," Juan replied.


    "What? He will skin me alive."


    "He won''t dare because you''re Fermin."


    "If I were, I wouldn''t fear him."


    "Just do as I say. Don''t contact me randomly."


    "Juan. Hello? Damn!"


    Gand was devastated. ''Running this bombshell alone? One misstep and my press is gone.''


    He clenched his teeth and made


    his mind. "Go big or go home. If this story blows up, I''ll be Seamar City''s


    top journalist." Content the


    belongs to


    The dossier given by Juan was the key. It held Vickie''s stic surgery records, overseas aliases, birth


    details, and biological parimet


    Gand smiled smugly, expecting Debra''s gratitudeter. Assembling the evidence, he drafted a scathing expose.