Chapter 7 - The Forged Trust Documents Destroyed Before Her Eyes
Dominic reached out his hand, grabbing the leather folder from Brooke’s frozen fingers without taking his eyes off her pale, sweating face. He casually flipped through the forged trust documents, scanning the fraudulent signatures and legal clauses designed to steal his sister's inheritance.
"My mother built this estate to protect our family, not to feed the greed of a Boston shipping heiress," Dominic said, his voice cold as arctic ice. He folded the thick stack of legal paper in half, then ripped it into two pieces, dropping the shreds onto the silver breakfast tray with a sharp clatter.
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"Dominic, please, let me explain! I was only trying to prepare the property for our wedding guests!" Brooke cried out desperately, reaching for his coat sleeve.
Dominic stepped back, avoiding her touch as if she were carrying a contagious disease. "Do not touch me, Brooke," he warned softly.
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