My Boyfriend Tried To Marry My Best Friend In My Backyard — So I Liquidated His Entire Company
Part 2
The silence in the garden stretched until it felt brittle enough to snap.
Heather grabbed Dan’s sleeve, demanding to know what Northmark Capital had to do with me.
He could not even look at her.
For two years, he had praised Northmark’s sophistication in investor meetings and boasted to his friends that a mystery investor finally saw his true genius.
He had constantly told me I did not understand entrepreneurial risk because my family money made me too cautious.
He used to tell me my practicality held him back from achieving his dreams.
Brian, his attorney, quietly closed his leather folder.
Brenda stepped forward again, her lavender silk rustling loudly in the quiet.
She demanded I stop playing games and let Dan answer his phone.
I told Dan he should probably take the call.
He shook his head slowly.
“They are suspending the release tranche, aren’t they?”
My trust attorney, Lisa, had already flagged the forged vendor invoices I had discovered on Craig’s tablet.
“The financing agreement includes a strict conduct clause and a prohibition against unauthorized use of investor-affiliated assets.”
Dan’s chest heaved.
“A wedding is not a corporate matter.”
I reminded him it became one the second he used investor-controlled property and forged my signature to pay for his catering.
Heather sank into one of the white chairs, her hands resting protectively over her stomach.
She looked up at Dan, absolute panic stripping away her perfect bridal glow.
She asked him how they were going to pay for anything if he lost his entire company.
Dan’s jaw clenched as he ordered her to stop interrogating him in public.
The sheer ugliness in his tone made her flinch.
I recognized that flinch perfectly.
It was the exact same reaction I used to hide whenever his charming facade slipped behind closed doors.
I turned to my security team and instructed them to escort the remaining vendors off the property.
I gave Dan exactly two hours to collect his personal items under supervision before the locks were changed.
He begged me not to humiliate him.
I told him the humiliation was entirely self-inflicted.
By dusk, the wedding arch was dismantled, the guests were gone, and Dan was escorted to a cheap hotel with nothing but two suitcases.
He thought he had lost everything that night.
But terminating his corporate financing was only the beginning once I discovered his true plans for my estate… should I let him salvage his reputation, or expose his fraud and permanently exile him from the industry?
Part 3
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