CHAPTER 5
"You... you put a camera in the bathroom?" Victoria stammered, her voice dropping into a panicked, defensive whisper. "That is a complete invasion of my privacy!"
"It's a medical monitoring camera installed by Evelyn to track Lily's physical therapy progress," Mark corrected, leaning forward over his desk. "And every second of your abuse was uploaded directly to a secure server in Washington D.C."
Victoria backed away from the desk as if the metal thumb drive were a venomous snake ready to strike her down.
"Mark, please... I was stressed!" Victoria began to plead, her eyes welling with calculated, artificial tears. "I’m in therapy! I can change! We can go to marriage counseling!"
"You aren't going to counseling, Victoria," Mark said, pulling a thick stack of legal documents from his briefcase. "You are leaving this house tonight."
"You can't throw me out!" Victoria yelled, her desperate tone turning instantly into sharp, venomous rage. "We are legally married! The prenuptial agreement guarantees me ten million dollars in the event of a divorce!"
"Read clause fourteen of the prenup, Victoria," Mark suggested, pointing a pen at the highlighted text on the top page.
"Clause fourteen explicitly states that any act of domestic violence, child abuse, or criminal negligence completely voids all financial settlements and spousal support," Mark explained smoothly.
Victoria grabbed the paper, her eyes frantically reading the legalese as the total, inescapable reality of her financial ruin crashed down upon her head.
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Not only was she walking away without a single dollar of the Davis estate, but she was also facing immediate criminal prosecution under Connecticut child endangerment statutes.
Before she could speak another word, the bright headlights of three black police cruisers flashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the front driveway.
