Billionaire Caught Her Janitor Teaching His Daughter Math—Then His Tattoo Exposed a Shocking Secret

Chapter 4

Victoria stepped backward.

“Why?”

Adrian didn’t answer.

He looked at the notebook.

“You found it.”

“What is Orion?”

“Something your father created.”

“My father?”

“Yes.”

“And Daniel?”

“Your husband tried to destroy it.”

“What about Lucas?”

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Adrian smiled.

“Lucas was one of the people your husband couldn’t control.”

Victoria’s eyes narrowed.

“Neither can you.”

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Adrian laughed.

“You think Lucas is protecting you.”

“He is.”

“No.”

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He stepped closer.

“He’s protecting something much bigger.”

Victoria tightened her grip on the notebook.

“What?”

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Adrian whispered,

“Emma.”

Her heart stopped.

“What does my daughter have to do with Orion?”

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“Everything.”

Victoria shook her head.

“My daughter is eight.”

“Exactly.”

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He reached for the notebook.

She pulled it away.

A noise came from the hallway.

Security.

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Adrian immediately stepped back.

Victoria opened the door.

The security chief stood outside.

“Everything okay?”

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Victoria looked at Adrian.

“Yes.”

Adrian smiled.

“Just discussing old records.”

The security chief left.

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Victoria waited.

Then looked at Adrian.

“Get out.”

He walked away.

But his warning stayed with her.

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Emma was involved.

She needed answers.

Victoria took the notebook to a secure room.

She began reading.

Daniel had discovered that Orion used mathematical models to predict financial behavior.

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The system could identify weak companies.

Predict market crashes.

Manipulate supply chains.

And influence entire industries.

But there was something else.

The original creator had built a human key into the system.

Someone who could solve the algorithm manually if the digital system failed.

A child.

Victoria stared.

The page named the child.

Emma Bennett.

She couldn’t breathe.

Why would her daughter be connected to a secret financial weapon?

Then she found another line.

Her neurological pattern allows her to recognize sequences no adult can perceive naturally.

Victoria remembered Emma’s unusual memory.

Her obsession with numbers.

The way she solved patterns instantly.

She had always considered it a gift.

Now it might be the reason someone was watching her.

Victoria found Lucas’s name again.

Guardian.

Not employee.

Not consultant.

Guardian.

She called his old phone.

It rang.

Once.

Twice.

Then he answered.

“You found the file.”

Victoria’s voice shook.

“You knew about Emma.”

“Yes.”

“You knew she was part of this.”

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I promised Daniel.”

“To keep me in the dark?”

“To keep her alive.”

Victoria closed her eyes.

“Where are you?”

“Somewhere safe.”

“Come back.”

“Not yet.”

“I need you.”

Silence.

Then Lucas asked,

“Does Adrian know you found the file?”

Victoria looked toward the door.

“Yes.”

A pause.

“Then leave the building.”

“Why?”

“Because Adrian isn’t working alone.”

“Who is he working with?”

Lucas’s voice became quiet.

“Your father’s oldest friend.”

Victoria froze.

“Charles Mercer.”

“Yes.”

Charles Mercer had been her father’s chief business adviser.

He had supposedly died twelve years ago.

Lucas continued.

“He’s alive.”

Victoria felt cold.

“Where?”

“He’s the one who restarted Orion.”

“And Adrian?”

“His son.”

Victoria understood.

The CFO wasn’t just corrupt.

He was connected to the organization.

Then Lucas said,

“I’m coming back.”

“When?”

“Tonight.”

The line ended.

Victoria looked at Emma through the glass.

Her daughter was drawing.

Numbers.

Boxes.

Symbols.

Victoria’s heart tightened.

Emma had drawn the Orion symbol too.

But she had never seen it.

At least, Victoria had never shown it to her.

“Mom?”

Victoria opened the door.

“Yes?”

Emma looked at her.

“Are we in trouble?”

Victoria forced a smile.

“Why would you ask that?”

“Because the bad man was here.”

Victoria froze.

“What bad man?”

“The one Daddy told me about.”

Her blood ran cold.

“Emma, what man?”

She pointed to the hallway.

“Mr. Adrian.”

Victoria stared.

“How do you know he’s bad?”

Emma’s expression was calm.

“He doesn’t count correctly.”

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