Chapter 2 - Callum’s Panic Sets In
The ambient hum of the grand ballroom instantly evaporated into an eerie, suffocating void.
Callum Ashford’s fingers twitched against the stem of his champagne glass as reality finally crashed through his arrogance.
“What did you say?” Callum whispered, his voice cracking slightly as his eyes darted toward his pale attorney.
Nathaniel Pierce refused to meet Callum’s desperate gaze, staring instead at the polished mahogany table.
“Section 14, Mr. Ashford,” Julian Maddox repeated smoothly, stepping closer with a thick, leather-bound folder.
“Adultery, deliberate reputational harm, and the unauthorized diversion of corporate assets trigger immediate forfeiture.”
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Callum slammed his glass down onto the white linen tablecloth, sending amber liquid splashing across the fabric.
“That prenuptial agreement was just a formality! It doesn't mean anything in a real court!” Callum shouted.
