Chapter 5 - The Master Strategy
Bellamy’s breath came in fast, shallow gasps. She turned the page with frantic, clumsy fingers, searching for her name, searching for any legal shield that would protect her lavish lifestyle.
"My name is on the deed!" Bellamy practically shrieked, her voice echoing wildly through the room. "I signed the property papers in front of the lawyer! I am your wife! I own half of this house!"
"You signed a conditional residential lease, Bellamy," Byron corrected, stepping closer until he stood right over her. "You signed it three years ago when you insisted on having your name on the door plaque. You didn't read the fine print because you were too busy choosing twenty-thousand-dollar curtains."
Lorna lowered her hand from her chest. Her dignity was returning, her posture straightening as she looked at her daughter-in-law. For three years, Lorna had endured Bellamy's insults in silence, knowing that her son was quietly laying the legal groundwork to protect the family legacy.
"Paragraph four, clause B," Byron instructed, pointing a long finger at the middle of the second page. "Read it out loud for everyone at the table."
Bellamy’s eyes tracked down the page. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. Her knees buckled slightly, forcing her to grab the edge of the mahogany table to keep from collapsing onto the floor.
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"Read it," Byron repeated, his voice dropping an octave, carrying the weight of an absolute judge.
👉 What brutal condition hidden in clause B is about to destroy Bellamy's entire life?
