"Get your hands off me." I kicked him away. "Don't touch me with those filthy hands."
Lachlan collapsed onto the floor like a broken man, then burst into tears.
I straightened the wrinkled hem of my blazer and picked up the microphone. "This isn't just about the ten-million-dollar prize. I've already filed for divorce."
I looked directly at him. "And I'm seeking reimbursement for every major expense I covered during our relationship."
My voice remained calm. "That includes the hundred thousand dollars you stole from my mother's surgery fund."
Lachlan's face turned ghostly pale.
I continued. "You'll pay back every cent. I don't care what you have to sell or what you have to do to earn it. But you're going to pay it back."
The words hit him like a hammer. His eyes rolled back for a se
