Chapter 3: We Won’t Cancel
“He already controls half their debt,” Mara continued. “He said he’ll call every loan, ruin every supplier contract, drag them through court, and make them lose the house.”
I stared at my little sister.
My bright, stubborn, fearless Mara.
The same girl who used to hide behind me during thunderstorms was now hiding inside a wedding dress from a monster in cufflinks.
“He said no one would believe me,” she whispered. “He said you’re just a divorced consultant with a cold face and no real power.”
That almost made me smile.
For years, men like Victor Vale had underestimated me because I wore simple black suits, spoke quietly, and never raised my voice unless I had to.
I touched Mara’s cheek.
“Did he threaten you in writing?”
“Emails. Voice notes. Photos. I saved everything.”
“Good girl.”
“But we can’t cancel.”
I kissed her forehead.
“Then we won’t cancel it. We’ll let them walk straight into it.” Continue Reading ⬇️
