"The audacity. Is there no law left in this country?" His voice shook with barely contained rage. "Someone dares commit such atrocities and thinks they won't pay the price? A developer—insulting a first-class national hero? This is beyond lawless."
His expression was grave, but his tone left no room for doubt.
"This matter will be addressed. I will give Captain Gilbert—and you—the justice you deserve."
I steadied myself, pushing down the emotions threatening to spill over.
"There's one more thing I need to ask."
"I want a divorce. And everything that belongs to me—they won't take a single cent."
"Done."
Duncan didn't hesitate.
In that moment, all the grief and injustice I'd carried finally began to lift. In its place came something I'd almost stopped believing in.
Justice. Late, but real.
Money could never buy that.
When I stepped outside, Charles was still waiting.
The moment he saw me, his eyes lit up.
"You're out. I was worried you might be—"
He noticed my expression and faltered. His hands trembled as he thrust a document toward me.
"What is this? Why does it say I'm the donor?"
His face went white.
"That's not real."