LUCIAN
Enjoy the vacation, I texted Katherine. It won’t last long.
With a final smirk, I slipped my phone back into my pocket and turned toward the airy, spacious windows of my office.
It had taken a few days and it had been one hell of a strain, but in the end, my lawyers and I had managed to file a contestation against those divorce papers. It hadn’t been easy, considering I had no way to legally prove Katherine wrong despite how fiercely my pride insisted she was, and considering we had no idea what other tricks she might still have up her sleeve, but we had managed to prove she had tricked me into signing those papers. It hadn't been hard to audit my office’s CCTV footage and isolate the precise moment she had slipped the dissolution forms directly into my massive stack of daily pa
