Chapter 11 - The Shattered Facade Of A Traitor
Jason’s face drained of every single drop of color as he tried to sit up, his heart monitor spiking slightly with a rapid series of beeps.
“She... she poisoned me?” Jason stammered, tears of panic and utter betrayal overflowing his bloodshot eyes.
“I thought... she said she loved me! She said we were going to take the money and move to Europe once the stock deal cleared!”
I let out a soft, mocking laugh that cut through his pathetic outburst like a razor-sharp scalpel.
“You were a disposable pawn in their eighty-million-dollar game, Jason,” I said, pulling a legal folder from my briefcase and laying it on his bedside table.
“And while you were busy playing the wealthy executive with your mistress, you almost let your mother sign away your life on an unnecessary brain surgery.”
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“If I hadn't stepped into that trauma bay and read your lab work as a toxicologist, you would have died on that operating table four hours ago.”
Jason stared at the legal documents sitting on his tray table, recognizing the bold red banner across the top page instantly: PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE.
