The same man who had looked down on me, mocked me, and humiliated me just hours before now bowed his head, his pride completely shattered.
“Clara, please!” he begged, his voice breaking. “I didn’t mean any of it! I was drunk—I wasn’t thinking! I love you! We’re married—you can’t do this!”
He reached toward me, desperate, but two guards stepped forward instantly, blocking him.
I took a small step back.
“Don’t touch my dress,” I said sharply. “You might ruin it… just like you said earlier.”
His hand froze in the air.
I turned slightly. “Mr. Blackwood.”
“Yes, Madame,” he replied immediately.
“Terminate his position. Effective now. Cancel his promotion, revoke all privileges, and ensure his name is blacklisted across every partner corporation.”
Adrian’s head snapped up in panic.
“No—no, please! Clara, don’t do this! I’ll lose everything!”
I continued, my tone unwavering. “Also, initiate a full financial audit. I want every asset he’s built using my resources documented and reclaimed.”
“Yes, Madame.”
Adrian’s voice rose into desperation. “I’ll have nothing left! Please—just give me one more chance!”
I looked at him one last time.
There was no anger left.
Only clarity.