The ground seemed to tilt beneath Violet's feet the moment she heard those words as if the very earth was warning her of the evil standing before her. Violet’s breath hitched and she gave the slightest shake of her head, an instinctive, helpless gesture she hadn’t even meant to make. That was all it took for the old man’s lips to curl into a satisfied, venomous smirk.
“The moment you get divorced from Ethan,” he drawled slowly, savoring each word, “the deal your adoptive father made with James William collapses. No protection. No support. No one left to shield you or your precious parents.” His smile widened, sharp and triumphant.
“Then I will marry Amelia and I will finally become the main shareholder of the company.”
He paused, clapping for himself as if he were performing on a stage
