Chapter 247 Forgiveness Was Never Free

• I stared at Megan, already calculating every financial nightmare she was deliberately marching toward—production penalties, staggering replacement costs, unrecoverable promotional expenses, and whatever other catastrophic losses came from ripping up her commitments overnight.
• Damn it. The compensation for those broken contracts was guaranteed to bleed a fortune.
• She was walking away from multiple high-profile, multi-million-dollar pipelines at the same time, and judging by the grim, incredulous tone of her agent, the resulting damages could easily scale into the millions.