He Won the Divorce Confidently — Then His Wife’s Father Froze the Courtroom

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Daniel felt the blood drain from his face.

“It was a glitch. It was my server. I own it.”

“Correction,” Arthur Sterling’s voice cut through the chaos.

Daniel looked over.

The old watchmaker was standing now, leaning comfortably on his cane, looking at Daniel with the detached interest of a man inspecting a broken clock mechanism.

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