Chapter 13 - A Mother’s Vengeance is Absolute Ice
The glass doors of the boardroom swung open, and I stepped out into the hallway to find Flynn arguing frantically with security.
He caught sight of me standing there in my tailored suit, looking composed, powerful, and completely untouchable.
“Mabel! Have you lost your absolute mind?! Call off these guards and unfreeze my accounts this instant!” Flynn roared, pointing a shaking finger.
I walked slowly toward him, stopping three feet away with my arms folded neatly across my chest.
“Your accounts, Flynn? You mean the capital reserves I personally built, funded, and legally secured for my daughter’s future?” I asked quietly.
“I am your husband! You cannot treat me like a criminal!” he pleaded, his arrogant facade completely shattered.
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“You stopped being my husband the moment you brought your mistress into my delivery room while I was bringing your child into the world,” I said coldly.
“Please... let’s talk about this like adults... what about our marriage?” he whispered, his voice cracking with desperation.
