# He Auctioned My Wedding Gown in Front of Manhattan. By Midnight, I Owned Everything He Thought Was His.

jaw tightened.

“Do you understand what you’ve triggered?”

“Yes.”

“You could destroy this company.”

“No. I can separate it from you.”

For a second, his face became unfamiliar.

Not because it changed.

Because it stopped pretending.

“You think a few antique dresses and design registrations give you control of Vale Meridian?”

I stood.

“The shareholder agreement continue reading …