Chapter 200

• Jessica stormed forward, her heels clicking against the marble floor with fury. Without waiting for permission, she snatched the scroll from the assistant’s hands.
• “I’ll open it,” she snapped, glaring at me. “If this is some twisted insult to my mother, I swear I'll make sure your name is burned out of every boardroom and funder list in this city.”
• A hush fell over the guests. All eyes were locked on the scroll as Jessica unrolled it with shaking fingers. The fabric slowly unfurled, its tension held in the air as tightly as in the room itself.