CHAPTER 2 — THE RECORDING
CHAPTER 2 — THE RECORDING
By the time I reached my father's house, Rebecca was already waiting.
Not just Rebecca.
Three attorneys.
A private investigator.
And my father.
The moment I walked through the door, he pulled me into a hug.
Then he looked at my face and knew.
"They really did it."
I nodded.
Without a word, I played the recording.
The room fell silent.
Every second.
Every lie.
Every disgusting detail.
Cynthia's voice.
Brenda's voice.
Elias laughing about his own wedding night.
When the recording ended, nobody spoke for several moments.
Finally, Rebecca closed her notebook.
"Well," she said calmly, "they've made this surprisingly easy."
My father leaned forward.
"The apartment?"
Rebecca smiled.
"They can't touch it."
Relief flooded through me.
"What do you mean?"
"The property was purchased entirely with trust funds. The money trail is documented. Even if funds temporarily passed through Elias's account, ownership remains yours."
My father nodded.
"Good."
But Rebecca wasn't finished.
"Actually, they made a much bigger mistake."
She turned her laptop toward me.
"Elias signed a prenuptial agreement."
I frowned.
"So?"
Rebecca's smile widened.
"He never read the hidden clauses."
The room suddenly became very interesting.
"What clauses?"
"The ones protecting family assets against fraud, deception, and bad-faith marriage."
I stared at her.
Then realization hit.
"If we prove he married me under false pretenses..."
"Everything collapses."
My father slowly smiled.
For the first time that night, I smiled too.
Because the war had officially begun.
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And Elias had no idea.
TO BE CONTINUED...
