My husband burned my dress and humiliated me—but at his promotion party, I arrived in a way that shattered everything he thought he controlled.

when I burned your dress! I love you, Clara! We’re family!”

Two bodyguards stepped forward, stopping him from reaching me.

“Don’t touch my dress, Marco. It might get dirty—just like you said earlier,” I replied coldly. I turned to Mr. Sebastian.
“Draft his termination papers. Revoke his promotion. Take back the company car. Blacklist him from every corporation continue reading …