Chapter 29

• Adrian's gaze locked onto mine, his expression a mix of disbelief and frustration. I could practically see the gears turning in his head, struggling to process what had just happened. He had underestimated me—everyone had.
• For years, I had played the role of the quiet, supportive fiancée, the woman who sacrificed her inheritance to fund his ambitions, the one who stood in the background while he climbed his way to power. But I was done being overlooked.
• I held up the financial agreement—the document that detailed every penny, every asset, every sacrifice I had made to build his empire. Then, with deliberate precision, I tore it in half. The crisp sound of paper ripping echoed through the grand penthouse. The pieces fluttered to the ground like worthless confetti, just like his illusion of control over me.