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

“Offer her your blood. Beg.”

Daniel stood up. He adjusted his jacket. He smoothed his hair.

He was a salesman. He had sold ice to Eskimos. He could sell this. He just needed to find the right angle. Sarah had loved him once. Deep down, she was still that soft, quiet girl who looked at him with adoration.

He could manipulate that.

He had to.

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