Chapter 6 - THE CONFRONTATION
"Grace!" Ethan barked, storming into the room.
The security guards moved instantly, but Grace held up a single hand. They stopped.
"You set me up!" Ethan yelled, slamming his hands down on the mahogany table. "You hid Vanguard from me! You purposely let me hang myself!"
Grace looked at him with an expression of profound pity. It was the worst insult she could have offered him.
"I didn't hide Vanguard to trap you, Ethan," she said softly. "I hid it to protect your fragile pride. You wanted to be the self-made king. I let you wear the crown. All you had to do was be a decent husband."
"Half of this is mine!" he spat. "We built this together!"
"We built nothing together," Grace countered. "I funded it. You spent it. And yesterday, you insisted—in writing, against your lawyer's advice—that we sever all financial ties. You signed a waiver relinquishing any claim to my personal assets. Vanguard is my personal asset."
Ethan’s face went pale. He had signed it. He had aggressively pushed for that specific clause because he thought Grace was after his hospitality money. He had locked himself out of his own vault.
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"You're a monster," he whispered.
"No," Grace replied, opening a file. "I am a businesswoman. And you are trespassing. Security, please escort Mr. Cole out. If he returns, have him arrested."
