Chapter 7 - Julian Faces Absolute Legal Ruin
Evelyn looked up at Dominic, her eyes wide with a mix of fury, humiliation, and desperate, clinging terror.
“Dominic, please! You can’t throw me out like a common criminal! We had a future together!” she cried out.
“Your future ended the second you tied my three-year-old son to a silver serving trolley for your amusement,” Dominic answered coldly.
He descended the marble staircase with slow, measured strides, his heavy leather shoes clicking rhythmically against the stone.
“You thought my son was vulnerable because his mother passed away, Evelyn,” Dominic said, stopping inches away from her.
“I am both his mother and his father, and anyone who touches him burns in the fire,” Dominic whispered fiercely.
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Evelyn shrank back from him, realizing that the man she thought she manipulated had merely been watching her dig her own grave.
“Take them away,” Dominic ordered, turning his back on the disgraced socialites without another glance.
