Calm face.
A folder in his hand.
Renata’s smile faded.
The attorney looked at her and said, “Mrs. Ellison, we’re here regarding the property trust, the transferred funds, and your divorce filing.”
Desmond took one step back.
Because the house Renata thought she could claim was already protected.
The money she moved had already been traced.
And the man she called broke owned more than she had ever bothered to ask about.
Marcus did not raise his voice.
He only looked at her and said, “You didn’t leave because I had nothing. You left because you never understood what I was building.”
That was the moment Renata realized the broke man she threw out had been the richest person in her life all along
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