Chapter 6 - Clara Packs Her Designer Bags Under Strict Supervision
“Are you quite finished playing cyber detective, David? You’re making an absolute fool of yourself over nothing!” Clara scoffed loudly.
David turned around slowly, his charcoal grey tuxedo jacket swaying slightly as he fixed her with a deadpan, merciless stare.
“You aren't staying another single night under this roof, Clara. You are packing your bags right this second,” David commanded quietly.
“You cannot evict me! My name is on the deed of this estate, and my father’s foundation funded half your corporate expansion!” she shrieked.
“Your father’s foundation money won't save you when district prosecutors review the security footage of attempted child endangerment,” David warned.
The color instantly drained from Clara’s face, her arrogant facade cracking as she realized he wasn't issuing an empty threat.
She stormed up the grand staircase toward the master suite, her heels clicking furiously against the floorboards in blind panic.
David followed close behind her every step of the way, ensuring she didn't attempt to access the nursery or destroy any household assets.
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Clara flung open her walk-in closet, grabbing designer purses, silk blouses, and jewel boxes, shoving them hastily into oversized leather luggage.
“You will regret this, David! When my divorce lawyers get through with you, you’ll be begging on the streets of Manhattan!” she sobbed.
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