Chapter 11
The officers yanked Julian to his feet, pulling his arms behind his back and snapping the cold cuffs tightly around his wrists.
They marched him out through the sliding glass doors into the freezing rain, shoving him into the back seat of a marked cruiser.
The news crews swarmed the sidewalk, capturing every single second of the former tech executive’s absolute humiliation.
By midnight, the video of Julian shoving me and his subsequent arrest was trending as the number one news story in America.
The financial news networks labeled the event “The Halcyon Downfall,” analyzing how a arrogance-blinded executive accidentally handed his entire life to the wife he tried to crush.
I returned to my private estate in Chestnut Hill, taking off my diamond jewelry and placing it back into the master safe.
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For the first time in eleven years, the heavy, suffocating weight of living in Julian’s shadow was entirely gone.
I sat in my mother’s favorite armchair by the fireplace, sipping red wine while listening to the quiet rain falling outside.
