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Chapter 7 - THE STING OPERATION

To catch a disgraced doctor, they needed leverage.

Through Elena’s contacts in the legal system, Sophia learned that Dr. Harrison Blake was currently running a shady, off-grid medical consulting firm operating out of a private clinic downtown. He catered to wealthy clients looking for unauthorized genetic procedures and expedited testing.

"He won't talk to Ryan," Sophia analyzed as they planned in their living room. "And he certainly won't talk to a lawyer. But he will talk to a wealthy patient willing to pay cash."

"Sophia, no," Ryan immediately objected. "You are seven months pregnant. I am not letting you go into a fake clinic with a criminal doctor!"

"Ryan, look at me," Sophia said gently, touching his face. "For seven years, you protected me. You stood between me and every painful comment, every doctor's needle, every heartbreak. It's my turn to fight for our family. I’m not going in alone. I’ll be wearing a wire, and Elena’s team will be outside."

Reluctantly, Ryan agreed.

The next afternoon, Sophia walked into the sleek, frosted-glass lobby of Dr. Blake’s private clinic downtown. She posed as an eccentric, wealthy mother-to-be seeking confidential genetic modification records for her unborn child.

She was ushered into a plush, dimly lit office. Dr. Harrison Blake sat behind a mahogany desk—a tall, silver-haired man in his late fifties with cold, dismissive eyes.

"Mrs. Vance, isn't it?" Dr. Blake said, looking down at his intake schedule. He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he recognized the last name. "Vance... any relation to the Vance Construction family?"

Sophia sat down comfortably, placing a high-end designer handbag on her lap. Inside the handbag, a micro-camera recorded every movement.

"My husband is Ryan Vance," Sophia said smoothly, watching his reaction closely.

Dr. Blake’s posture stiffened immediately. He shifted in his leather chair. "I see. If you are here regarding the recent public scandal involving your husband's paternity test, I’m afraid medical confidentiality prevents me from—"

"Save it, Doctor," Sophia interrupted, her voice cool and authoritative. She reached into her bag and pulled out a thick, unmarked Manila envelope. She slid it across the desk.

Dr. Blake hesitated, then opened the envelope. Inside was a printout of his offshore bank accounts in the Cayman Islands—data Elena had uncovered through a forensic accountant—alongside a drafted federal indictment for illegal human tissue storage.

Dr. Blake’s face went completely pale. "What is this?"

"This is your choice," Sophia said softly. "In two weeks, Marcus Vance is going to seize control of my husband's company using your forged DNA report. When he does, he won't need you anymore, Doctor. Do you really think a man like Marcus leaves loose ends?"

"Marcus assured me the records were secure!" Dr. Blake blurted out, losing his composure.

"Marcus lied to you," Sophia pressed forward, leaning across the desk, her eyes piercing into his. "He used you. The federal authorities are already tracking the offshore payments made from Helios Ventures to your clinic. You have twenty-four hours before they raid this office. If you testify that Marcus paid you to use my husband's archived genetic profile, my lawyers will guarantee you immunity as a state witness."

Dr. Blake swallowed hard, sweat glistening on his forehead. He looked at the financial records, then back at Sophia’s icy, unblinking gaze.

"He... he paid me two hundred thousand dollars," Dr. Blake confessed, his voice cracking. "Four years ago, when Ryan came in for screening, Marcus instructed me to duplicate and store his genetic samples. Six months ago, Marcus brought Victoria Sterling to me. She underwent IVF using Ryan's stored sample. The child she is carrying IS biologically Ryan's... but Ryan never knew. He never consented. It was all organized and funded by Marcus!"

Inside her handbag, the camera captured every word, every twitch of confession, every terrifying detail.

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Sophia stood up, taking her bag.

"Thank you, Doctor," Sophia said calmly. "You just saved my husband's life. Now I suggest you call your lawyer."

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