Chapter 4: The House of Cards
The revelation hit the room like a shockwave. Sarah’s carefully constructed persona—the doting wife, the socialite, the woman who had clawed her way into the Blackwood family—began to disintegrate.
"I did it for us!" she shrieked, her voice cracking. "I wanted us to be secure! The money was just—"
"The money was my late wife’s legacy," Elias interrupted, standing up. He towered over her, his presence suffocating. "You didn't just break a frame, Sarah. You broke the trust. And you did it while thinking I was too distracted by my work to notice."
He pulled a second document from the folder. "This is an annulment notice with a morality clause trigger. Since you’ve been proven to be embezzling, the prenup is void. You leave with nothing. Not the house, not the jewelry, and certainly not my son."
Sarah looked at the front door. Two uniformed officers were stepping onto the porch, silhouettes against the evening light. She realized then that she hadn't just lost the money; she had lost her freedom.
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"You planned this," she whispered, her voice a hollow shell. "You knew about the accounts."
"I knew about the accounts since the day you opened them," Elias said. "I was just waiting for you to make one mistake that would justify throwing you out. You decided to hurt my son today. That was the mistake."
