I stepped closer, gaze sharpening to a blade's edge. "Bring me ten percent of the company's shares and fifty million dollars in compensation. Do that, and I'll sign the papers. I'll even give you my blessing."
The corner of Dominic's mouth, which had just begun to lift in relief, flattened into a hard line.
He looked at me as if seeing a stranger, disappointment flooding his eyes.
"Katherine Fox, when did you become so mercenary? Is money the only thing that comes out of your mouth now? Can't we just separate peacefully?"
"Dominic, spare me the moral high ground." The words snapped out like a whip. "You cheated first. Furthermore, you are a murderer. What right do you have to negotiate terms with your victim?"
His face froze.
Cold indifference settled over me like armor. "If I calculate the timeline correctly, Caroline should already be pregnant, shouldn't she? Don't you want to stand proudly beside her? Or is the love Mr. Henson fought for across two lifetimes not even worth a little money?"
He gritted his teeth. "Let me think about it."
I watched his retreating figure, suppressing the cold laughter bubbling in my chest.
*Separate peacefully?*
*In your dreams.*