Chapter 9 - The Walk of Shame
Rachel didn't even look back at Daniel. She grabbed her designer clutch off the tray table and ran toward the front doors in her champagne-pink dress, her heels clicking loudly on the hardwood floor as guests moved aside in utter disgust.
Outside, rain had begun to fall over the paved driveway.
With no private driver available and her credit cards frozen by the court order, Rachel had to walk down the long, muddy estate driveway in her silk dress while paparazzi—tipped off by Margaret’s press team—flashed cameras in her face.
Inside the foyer, Daniel dropped to his knees in front of Claire's armchair, weeping pathetic, desperate tears.
"Claire... please!" Daniel sobbed, reaching out toward the hem of her cream silk dress. "I was foolish! I was manipulated by her! Think of our years together! Think of Emma!"
Claire slowly leaned down, looking at the man she had loved for over two decades.
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"I am thinking of Emma," Claire whispered, her voice cold and steady. "And that is why you will never step foot in this house again."
👉 Read PART 10 to see the criminal trial verdict that destroyed Daniel completely!
