"Viola, if you just swallow your pride right now, I might consider giving you another chance."
I raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly would you like me to do?"
Morton stood there like he'd already won. "Get on your knees and beg me not to leave you."
I couldn't help it. I laughed.
The sheer arrogance. Standing there like a king on a throne, as if he'd forgotten that everything he had came from me.
"Morton, I think it's best if my lawyer handles the rest of this conversation."
I'd already contacted an attorney the night before to file for divorce. Between the messages and photos Zara had sent me, I had more than enough to prove his infidelity during the marriage. He'd walk away with nothing.
Morton hadn't even processed what I'd said before Zara launched into her performance.
She grabbed my arm, her voice dripping with desperate sincerity. "Please, stop fighting over me. I promise I won't contact Morton anymore. Just don't be angry..."
The accusations from the crowd grew louder.
I was done with her lies. Done with the act.
I was about to expose her right there in front of everyone when a furious shout erupted from behind me.
"You! You ruined my deal last night. I'll kill you!"
I turned around.