Chapter 12 - Signing Away The Family Legacy
“Sarah, please! Don't do this!” Jason wept openly, reaching his weak, IV-strapped hand toward me in a desperate, pathetic gesture.
“I was stupid! I was greedy! Arthur threatened to fire me if I didn't help them cover up the trial data!”
“You lied to me for two years, Jason,” I replied coldly, stepping back out of his reach without a single shred of pity in my heart.
“You allowed your parents to treat me like trash in my own home while you used my maiden family assets to guarantee your uncle’s corporate loans.”
“You didn't just betray our marriage vows; you helped cover up clinical trial data that put real human lives at risk for corporate profit.”
I handed him a black pen, tapping the signature line at the bottom of the divorce petition with my index finger.
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“Sign the papers, Jason,” I instructed firmly. “Or I walk out of this room and hand the federal prosecutors the unredacted clinical data sitting on my server.”
Knowing he had zero leverage left, Jason’s shaking hand gripped the pen, and he scribbled his signature onto the line, surrendering every claim to my estate.
