Chapter 7 - THE STRANGER'S BARGAIN
Marcus slowly turned his wheelchair around, facing the tattered woman with an intense, searching gaze.
"You gave me back my life, or at least the truth of how it was stolen," Marcus said, his voice steady. "You'll get your ten days."
Elena pushed herself off the door, her face twisted in a mixture of terror and psychotic hatred.
"You're going to trust a stray dog over your wife? I managed this entire estate while you sat in that chair!" Elena shrieked.
"You managed my slow execution, Elena," Marcus corrected her, his voice dropping to a freezing sub-zero temperature.
The stranger smirked slightly, her slow, deliberate eye movements taking in the luxury of the grand mansion hall.
"My name is Clara, by the way. And trust me, the poison in your veins is only the beginning of what she did," Clara added.
Marcus's head snapped back toward Clara, his sharp features tightening even further. "What else?"
"Your corporate accounts, your offshore trusts, and the transfer of your holding company ownership," Clara listed casually.
May you like
Elena lunged forward like a striking viper, attempting to claw Clara's face before the guards intercepted her.
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