Chapter 2: The Contract of Ruin
Victoria laughed, though the sound was brittle. "What is this? A charity drive? You’re delusional, Amelia. You’re nothing without my son’s money, and that prenuptial agreement you signed this morning ensures you’ll leave here with absolutely nothing."
Amelia stepped forward, the red-stained gown trailing behind her like a royal mantle. She stopped inches from Victoria.
"You’re right, Victoria," Amelia said, her voice echoing off the crystal chandeliers. "The contract I signed this morning was a trap. But you were so blinded by your greed, so desperate to strip me of my rights, that you didn't bother to read the final rider attached to the document you forced me to sign."
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Amelia held up the document from the briefcase. "You didn't just draft a prenup, Victoria. You drafted a transfer of power for Thorne Enterprises, using shell companies you created to hide your embezzlement from the federal government. You assumed I was the one signing them away. But when we swapped the papers at your lawyer's office an hour ago, I had a notary replace the signature page with a legally binding confession, written in your own hand."
Victoria’s face went white. The glass dropped from her hand, shattering on the marble floor.
