“We’re sitting on gold, Laura,” he said, slamming his fist on the table. “Two new deep-sea boats, and we can triple our profits within a year!”

Laura met his glare, unshaken. “Daniel never gambled the company, Adam. We’ll grow when we can afford to, not before.”

Her refusal humiliated him in front of the senior captains. His face twisted with anger. “He left the business to the wrong Bennett,” he spat before storming out.

That night, Laura felt a strange heaviness in her chest — a quiet intuition that something dangerous was coming. She drove to Attorney Ellen Pierce’s office the next morning, carrying a sealed box of documents.

“These are the originals,” Laura said. “Company deeds, partnership contracts, everything Daniel and I built. Keep them safe. If anything happens to me, I want the right people