Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - A Fatal Plot in New Orleans Greed, Betrayal, and the Murder of Everett Elsworth PART2 #85

Episode Date: December 16, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #truecrime #murderinvestigation #betrayalexposed #darkmotives #realhorrorstories  Part 2 of A Fatal Plot in New Orleans delves deeper into the tangled web of greed and betrayal surrounding Everett Elsworth’s murder. Secrets begin to surface, exposing the motives and conflicts that led to his death. This chapter reveals how hidden alliances and personal vendettas escalated into a tragic and deadly outcome, shocking the community and leaving investigators piecing together the chilling truth.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, truecrime, murdercase, betrayalstory, greedandmotive, crimeinvestigation, shockingtruth, realcrime, darkmotivations, fatalplot, victimstory, criminalweb, mysterycrime, communityshock, realhorrorstories

A dangerous game in New Orleans, love, power, and a plan gone too far. When people talk about New Orleans, they usually think of jazz bands spilling onto the streets, the smell of gumbo, or the wild chaos of Bourbon Street. But beneath all that color and music, the city has a darker side, a place where secrets brew like a slow-cooked rue and where ambition can burn hotter than the summer sun. Back in 2013, one family became the sense. of a story that blended betrayal, greed, and an almost cinematic plot twist. It all started inside the Ellsworth home, where three lives collided, Everett, the father, Juliet,

the young second wife, and Spencer, Everett's only son. At first, it seemed like nothing more than an awkward family setup. But what was brewing in the shadows would soon transform into a carefully constructed plan, one that would push every boundary and lead them down a road from which there was no return. Everett, the unaware patriarch. Everett Ellsworth had no idea what was happening under his own roof. At 68, he was a man who thought he'd seen it all. He'd spent decades in the construction and remodeling business, turning his small firm into a respectable name in New Orleans. His company wasn't the biggest in the city, but it was steady, profitable, and allowed him to live comfortably in the upper-middle-class bracket.

He wasn't a man given to wild adventures anymore. He liked routines, schedules, and order. His day usually began early, with strong black coffee and a quiet moment on the porch, followed by a full day at the office, meetings with clients or visiting job sites. He returned home in the evenings, expecting dinner, a glass of bourbon, and maybe some television before bed. He'd been through tragedy before. His first wife had passed away years earlier, leaving him with their only child, Spencer.

That loss had hardened him, made him more serious and less willing to take emotional risks. But then Juliet had come into his life, a young, charismatic woman who made him feel alive again. To Everett, she was proof that he wasn't done living yet. What he didn't realize was that the two people closest to him, his wife and his son, were quietly forming an alliance that would one day target him directly. Spencer, the resentful heir. Spencer Ellsworth was 32 and still hadn't figured himself out. Unlike his father, he wasn't disciplined, driven, or particularly skilled in business.

He drifted through roles at the family company but was rarely trusted with real responsibility. His tasks were mostly administrative, paperwork-level stuff. He hated it. Deep down, Spencer believed he deserved more. He saw himself as charming, smart, and capable of big things, but his father never seemed to recognize it. Everett always treated him like a sidekick, never the main player. That constant dismissal ate at him, and over time it grew into resentment. If Spencer smiled at parties and cracked jokes at the office, it was just a mask. Inside, he was bitter, envious, and tired of waiting for his father's approval. He didn't just want respect, he wanted power. He wanted control, and he was ready to take it by any

means necessary. Juliet, the ambitious outsider. Juliet Mercer was only 24 when she married Everett. Her background was the opposite of the Ellsworths. She hadn't grown up with privilege, she'd clawed her way up from modest beginnings. Intelligent, persuasive, and adaptable, she had built a career for herself in interior design and home decor. She had a way of charming people, of sliding into social.

circles that normally wouldn't welcome someone from her background. When Everett hired her to work on one of his projects, Sparks flew quickly. He was captivated by her energy, her youth, her ability to make life feel exciting again. She, in turn, saw in him stability and financial security. Their whirlwind romance ended in marriage within months, shocking those around Everett. But the reality of life with him wasn't what Juliet had. had dreamed. Yes, she had a nice home, but Everett wasn't extravagant. Yes, she had stability, but it came at the cost of monotony. Everett was older, more reserved, and spent most of his time

at work. Juliet wanted adventure, ambition, and more luxury than Everett was willing to provide. That restlessness made her vulnerable, and Spencer was quick to notice. The spark between Juliet and Spencer. At first, Spencer saw Juliet as nothing more than an intruder in his father's life. She was too young, too ambitious, too flashy. But as time passed, he noticed her dissatisfaction. He saw the cracks in her marriage. And, being the opportunist he was, he stepped in. Their early conversations were casual, small talk, sarcastic remarks, nothing serious. But soon, they grew longer, deeper. Juliet began confiding in Spencer, complaining about Everett's routines, his lack of spontaneity,

the dullness of their life together. Spencer listened, nodded, and gave her the validation she craved. Unlike Everett, he didn't dismiss her feelings. Instead, he stoked them, carefully planting seeds of discontent. He made her feel understood. He made her feel seen. And little by little, their connection deepened. It wasn't just flirtation anymore.

It was complicity. It was partnership. What started as a dangerous attraction quickly morphed into something much bigger, the foundation of a conspiracy. The idea that changed everything. The shift was subtle at first. Conversations that began with complaints about Everett soon drifted into, what if, scenarios. What if things were different? Spencer would ask.

What if you didn't have to live like this? Juliet wondered aloud. What if Everett wasn't in the way? At the beginning, Juliet resisted. The idea of removing her husband felt extreme, unthinkable. But Spencer kept pushing, framing it as inevitable. He talked about how Everett would never step aside, never hand over the company, never give Spencer the recognition he deserved or Juliet the lifestyle she wanted.

Why wait for him to change when he never will? Spencer said one evening, his voice calm, persuasive. We could make our own future. Together. Juliet hesitated, but the thought lingered in her mind long after their conversations ended. She knew Everett wasn't going to transform into the partner she dreamed of. She knew Spencer was right about the business. Everett would never loosen his grip. And slowly, the impossible began to feel possible. The seed had been planted.

And now, ambition was watering it every day. Cracks in the marriage. Meanwhile, Everett noticed that his marriage was slipping, but he misread the signs. Juliet grew colder, less affectionate, more argumentative. She complained more, withdrew more. Everett chalked it up to the age difference, to the natural fading of excitement in any marriage.

He never suspected betrayal. He never imagined his son and his wife could be conspiring behind his back. To him, Juliet was simply restless, and Spencer was just his difficult son. But while Everett went about his daily routines, Juliet and Spencer were tightening their bond, moving from whispers of, what if, to detailed plans of how. The first steps of the plan. They both knew they couldn't act impulsively.

If Everett were to suddenly vanish, suspicion would immediately fall on them. They needed patience, strategy, and subtlety. started with the company. From his position in the administrative side, he quietly began adjusting financial records, manipulating accounts in ways that gave him more control. He wasn't reckless, he made small changes over time, ensuring that if Everett were suddenly out of the picture, Spencer would already have a grip on the business finances. Juliet, meanwhile, worked on the domestic front. She carefully distanced herself from Everett, making their marital problems appear natural. She made sure that friends and employees saw the tension between

them. Arguments became more frequent. Cold silences lasted longer. To outsiders, their marriage simply looked like it was falling apart. It was all part of the setup. When the time came, Everett's downfall would look like the inevitable collapse of an already crumbling household. People start to notice. For all their careful planning, Spencer and Juliet weren't as invisible as they thought. A few employees at the company began noticing unusual movements in the financial records. Small inconsistencies. Adjustments that didn't quite make sense. At the same time, people close to Everett started picking up on Juliet's increasingly distant behavior.

The affectionate, bubbly young wife had become cold, sharp, even dismissive. friends whispered that maybe the marriage had been doomed from the start but everett himself remained blind to the storm gathering around him he trusted his son loved his wife and assumed that whatever struggles they were facing could eventually be smoothed over the conspiracy solidifies by now juliet and spencer weren't just flirting with the idea they were committed they spent nights whispering crafting scenarios debating details. Spencer studied Everett's routines carefully. He knew his father's scheduled down to the hour, when he left the house, when he returned, when he met clients, even the routes he preferred driving. He began imagining where accidents could happen. Juliet's role was just as crucial. She was the emotional cover. By ensuring her marriage appeared miserable, she created the illusion that if Everett were gone, nobody would be shocked

to see her move on. Together, they convinced themselves there was no other way. The only path to freedom, power, and the life they wanted was Everett's removal. And they began to see it not as murder, but as strategy. A necessary move. The illusion of patience. For months, they played their parts. Spencer as the disgruntled son still stuck in his father's shadow, Juliet as the unhappy

wife longing for more. To anyone outside, the drama of the Ellsworth family was just that, drama. Nobody guessed that beneath it all was a carefully constructed plan for Everett's disappearance. They kept telling themselves that patience was key. They couldn't afford mistakes. And so, while Everett carried on with his daily life, believing everything was under control, the two people closest to him were calculating every step toward his downfall. The question was no longer if it would happen.

It was when. Playing with fire. Every day that passed, the tension inside the house grew thicker. The smallest interactions between Juliet and Spencer risked exposure. A lingering glance across the dining table. A conversation that ended too quickly when Everett walked into the room. But that risk only fueled them. The secrecy made the bond stronger.

They weren't just plotting, they were rebelling against the rules Everett had unknowingly set for them. Juliet, once hesitant, now leaned into the conspiracy. She began to picture life without Everett, no more dull routines, no more compromises, no more being treated as the young wife of an older man. Instead, she'd stand beside Spencer, not as a stepmother, but as a partner in both love and power. Spencer, for his part, fantasized about finally stepping into the role he believed was his birthright. The company, the money, the freedom, it would all be his.

And Juliet would be by his side, fueling his confidence. Everett's Blind Spot Everett wasn't stupid. He was experienced, savvy in business, and aware of human nature. But when it came to family, he had a blind spot. He believed loyalty was a given, that blood ties and marriage vows meant something unshakable. That belief kept him from seeing the truth. Even when employees mentioned oddities in the financial books, Everett brushed it off.

as mistakes. Even when friends commented on Juliet's coldness, he waved it away as marital growing pains. He didn't realize that the very things he dismissed were signs of a storm about to break over him. The whisper of an accident. Eventually, their conversations moved from theory to logistics. An accident became the word they used, a way of softening what they were really talking about. If something happened on one of his late drives home, Spencer suggested. If he had a fall, Juliet mused, her voice almost detached. If it looked natural, nobody would ask too many questions, Spencer concluded.

The plan wasn't fully shaped yet, but the intention was crystal clear. Everett's life was on a timer, and the two people who should have loved him most were the ones counting down the minutes. To be continued. And that's where we leave the story for now, a household divided by secrets, a son and stepmother bound by ambition, and a patriarch unaware that his own routines were being studied like a chessboard. The conspiracy was no longer just whispers in the dark, it was a machine in motion, every gear turning toward one inevitable outcome. Because in the Ellsworth home, it wasn't a question of if tragedy would strike. It was only a matter of when.