Uncredulous, I stared at him.
Tightening his hold on Marina, he added, “Marina only met me after I succeeded, but she refuses every penny I offer. I didn’t force anything on her because her pride is no less real than whatever you were pretending back then.”
My voice shook as I asked, “You think I was pretending back then?”
Sighing, he replied, “If you can’t admit it yourself, fine. I'll give you face and won't burst the bubble for you. Just don’t make trouble about it again.”
“Dominic, I hope you get what you deserve!” I roared and then overturned the table in one furious motion.
Dominic’s first instinct was to shield Marina with his back as plates and papers flew.
Fuming, Marina yelled, “Isla, are you insane? Is Mr. Vale wrong? You only calm down if I’m exposed as a gold digger, right?”
She was about to lunge at me, but Dominic held her back.
Afterwards, he escorted everyone out, leaving only the wreckage and me collapsed on the floor, breathing hard, tears dropping one by one.
He had no idea that if I hadn’t stayed with him back then, if I’d chosen my own path, I’d have built something even bigger than his.
I picked my way through the mess, clutching my mother’s trophy.