He straightened, towering over me. "You really think I'm still that obedient little husband who jumped at your every command? Let me spell it out for you. I took full control of the company a long time ago."
I braced my hands against the ground and pushed myself to my feet. "What are you talking about?"
He scoffed, contempt dripping from every syllable. "You insisted on our agreement to stay childless. Refused to give me an heir. Did you honestly think I'd let you pull my strings forever?"
"Once I took over the company, I drew up a will. Everything goes to Sapphire's child."
"And your parents? I've already sent them overseas. You think the Mason family can still protect you?"
Each word landed like a blade, precise and merciless. "The Masons are finished."
The blood in my veins turned to ice.
Every tender gesture. Every act of obedience. All of it had been a lie.
From the very beginning, he'd been after one thing: swallowing the Mason family whole.
"Now." Morton pointed at the ground, his tone brooking no argument. "You slapped Sapphire. Get on your knees and apologize to her. Do that, and I'll let everything else slide."