Chapter 4 - Portia Desperately Tries To Deny The Handwriting Evidence
Portia stumbled out of the wedding chair, her manicured hands clawing frantically at the air as panic consumed her.
“You have no right to read private family property! Give me that envelope right now!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Two burly bodyguards immediately stepped into her path, crossing their massive arms like granite pillars blocking a doorway.
Portia slammed her fists against the bodyguard’s chest, weeping tears of pure fury and helpless desperation.
“You’re all fools! My father will destroy every single one of your businesses before sunrise tomorrow!” she raged.
Alonzo didn't flinch; he folded the letter back up with deliberate, agonizing slowness and slid it into his breast pocket.
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“Your father’s empire was built on the ashes of Eleanor’s legacy, Portia,” Alonzo said coldly.
“And tonight, every single dark secret you’ve buried is finally coming out into the harsh light of day.”
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