The Imposter in the Boardroom Chapter 2

Looking at Jessica's arrogant face, a doubt surged in my heart.

Did my father come back from the dead?

But that's impossible.

Uncle Zhang looked at the document and frowned. "This isn't right. Robert's seal was buried with him."

I remembered. All my father's personal items were buried with him.

Including his personal seal.

Handwriting can be forged, but to get the seal, someone would have to rob the grave.

Uncle Zhang was experienced. He quickly deduced everything.

He took out his phone and called the cemetery manager.

"Check Robert Vance's grave. See if it's been disturbed."

The manager replied quickly:

"Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment. I'll check right now."

Uncle Zhang hung up and tossed the asset transfer document aside.

"Little girl, Robert is dead. His seal was voided. Even if someone robbed the grave, this document is invalid."

Soon, the manager sent a video of the grave.

Uncle Zhang played it. My father's grave was intact. Not robbed. So how did she get the stamp?

I stared at the video, lost in thought.

Jessica glanced at the screen, her face twisting into a hideous expression.

She snatched Uncle Zhang's phone and smashed it on the floor.

Smash! The screen shattered into a spiderweb.

"Chloe Vance, you're really something! To steal the company, you conspired with outsiders to build a fake grave!"

"Are you two sleeping together?"

"Zhang, you have no shame, sleeping with your partner's daughter."

She pointed at us and cursed.

Uncle Zhang, over fifty years old, turned red with rage at being insulted by a young girl.

"The airline notified Robert's niece to identify the body. We even did DNA testing. It was undoubtedly Robert."

"Do you think we wouldn't know these things?"

I couldn't help but remind her.

"Jessica, were you scammed?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence poked the hornet's nest. She became even more agitated.

"You are the biggest liars!"

"You lied to everyone saying your dad died, but he's alive! You've been keeping him prisoner in the old mansion!"

"Once I control the company, everyone will know about your collusion!"

I couldn't tolerate Jessica's nonsense anymore.

I shouted, "Enough!"

"I don't care where you heard these lies or whose child you're carrying."

"This has nothing to do with me or Vance Corp. But I will investigate where you got that seal!"

Instead of waking up, she sneered sarcastically.

"You adulterous couple are scared now."

"You think I don't have proof? Fine, look at this!"

She took out her phone, opened the gallery, and shoved it in my face.

Looking at the photo on the screen, I felt like I'd fallen into an ice cave.

It was a photo taken inside the Vance family estate. Jessica was wearing loungewear, relaxing on the sofa.

On the table sat my father's favorite antique vase, worth millions.

What shocked me more was the next photo—

She lifted her shirt to reveal her pregnant belly, and a smiling man was leaning close to it.

It was my father, who had been dead for five years.

My face turned ashen instantly.