Chapter 4: The Man Behind the Charity
The door opened slowly.
Richard stood there.
His expression was calm again.
Too calm.
That scared me more than his anger.
People like Richard didn’t lose control when they were cornered.
They became careful.
“I was wondering where everyone disappeared to,” he said.
Nobody answered.
His eyes moved around the room.
Then landed on the wooden container in my hands.
For the first time, Richard looked genuinely nervous.
“What did you find?””
I closed the container.
“Why does it matter?””
Richard stepped inside.
“Because you don’t understand what you’re holding.””
Elias immediately moved between us.
“He understands enough.””
Richard looked at him.
“You always were stubborn.””
Those words made the room freeze.
Elias stared at him.
“You remember me.””
Richard smiled slightly.
“I remember a lot of things.””
My eyes moved between them.
“You two know each other.””
Neither answered.
That was the answer.
I placed the container on the table.
“Someone needs to start explaining.””
Richard sighed.
“Daniel, your father was a complicated man.””
I almost laughed.
“That’s your explanation?””
“He made mistakes.””
Elias shook his head.
“No. He made sacrifices.””
Richard’s expression hardened.
“You don’t get to tell his son what kind of man he was.””
Elias looked directly at him.
“I knew James Carter before the money, before the companies, before people like you started using his name.””
Richard stepped closer.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.””
“I know exactly what happened.””
The tension in the room became unbearable.
I looked at Elias.
“What happened?””
He hesitated.
Then slowly said:
“Your father discovered Richard was using charitable foundations to hide money.””
My stomach dropped.
I looked at Richard.
“That’s a lie.””
Richard immediately responded.
“Of course he would say that.””
But he said it too quickly.
Elias continued.
“James found records showing donations were being redirected. Money meant for struggling families was disappearing.””
Lena covered her mouth.
“You stole from charities?””
Richard pointed at her.
“Be careful.””
Daniel stared at him.
“Is it true?””
Richard looked at me.
Not angry.
Almost disappointed.
Like I had betrayed him.
“Your father was sick near the end. He wasn’t thinking clearly.””
That sentence bothered me.
Because it wasn’t a denial.
It was an excuse.
I opened the container again and pulled out another document.
A handwritten note from my father.
This time, I read it out loud.
“Richard knows about the evidence. Do not trust him.””
The room went silent.
Richard’s face changed.
Just for a moment.
Then he smiled.
A cold smile.
“Daniel.””
His voice became softer.
“You really think your father wanted you involved in this?””
I didn’t respond.
“You think he protected Elias because he cared?””
Richard stepped closer.
“You don’t know the truth about your own family.””
The words hit harder than I wanted them to.
Because some part of me wondered if he was right.
Richard noticed my hesitation.
And he used it.
“Your father left secrets behind because he knew he couldn’t handle the consequences.””
Elias looked angry for the first time.
“That’s enough.””
Richard ignored him.
“Ask yourself why James never brought Elias into your life.””
I looked at Elias.
He looked away.
And that small movement made my heart sink.
Because suddenly I had another question.
One Richard wanted me to ask.
Why had my father hidden Elias from me?
Before I could speak, Elias reached into his coat.
He pulled out a second envelope.
This one was older.
Much older.
“I was hoping you would never need to see this,” Elias said.
Richard’s face went pale.
“No.””
Elias placed the envelope on the table.
“Your father wrote this before he died.””
I stared at it.
“What does it say?””
Elias looked at Richard.
Then at me.
“It explains why your father trusted me…”
He paused.
“And why Richard was desperate to keep you away from me.””
I reached for the envelope.
But before my fingers touched it, Richard grabbed the edge of the table.
His calm expression finally broke.
“Daniel, if you open that…”
He stopped.
Too late.
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Because everyone heard the fear in his voice.
And I knew whatever was inside that envelope was something Richard never wanted me to discover.
