Chapter 4: The Legacy in Ruins
Savannah stared at the papers blowing around her designer heels. The Montgomery oil fortune wasn't going to bail Travis out of this; her father’s legal team would cut ties the moment they saw the corporate fraud charges stamped across the financial records.
"You used me," Savannah whispered, her voice shaking with pure venom. "You used my family name to cover your tracks."
"Savannah, listen to me—" Travis reached out, but she slapped his hand away, lifting her heavy skirts and sprinting back down the aisle, her dream wedding turning into a public execution.
The guests began to scramble, standing up and whispering among themselves as they realized they were standing in the middle of a federal crime scene.
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Travis dropped to his knees, clutching the scattered papers, looking like a cornered animal. "You ruined everything, Dad. I was going to secure the Vance legacy!"
"You didn't secure anything, son," Arthur said coldly, looking down at him. "You just dismantled it in thirty minutes."
