Julian’s accusation carried across the ballroom. The journalists turned their cameras toward me.
I found my head of security beside the main archway and nodded.
He touched his earpiece. The Sterling Foundation logo disappeared from the LED screen behind me, replaced by a scan of the divorce agreement Julian had given me the night before.
“My former husband says I committed fraud by keeping my family holdings private,” I said.
The display enlarged Clause 11B. I pointed to it with the hand wearing my plain diamond ring.
The agreement’s title, both signatures, and the date remained visible above the clause.
“His legal team drafted the clause now on the screen.”
A red box highlighted the text.
*“The undersigned, Julian Cross, hereby waives any and all claims to any assets, properties,
