Evan was taken into custody, and an investigation was opened against him. His company’s stock plummeted, hitting a record low.
When the police escorted me out of the villa, I stood in the courtyard, taking a deep breath of the fresh air I hadn’t tasted in what felt like forever.
The police contacted my family, but when they arrived, it wasn’t concern on their faces–it
was anger.
“How could you send your husband to jall? Are you trying to ruin your life?”
“Claire, how could you be so cruel? Evan treated you well, and this is how you repay him?” my brother sneered.
I smiled brightly, meeting their accusations head–on.
“Yes, I’m exactly that cruel. Are you just figuring that out now? Oh, and one more thing. As of today, I’m cutting ties with all of you.”
My father’s face turned red with fury as he stepped forward, ready to strike me. I casually stepped behind a police officer.
“Hold on, don’t rush to attack me. You’ve taken plenty of money from the Scott family over the years, haven’t you? That’s marital property, and I have every right to recover it.”
I crossed my arms, my tone unwavering.
