Chapter 6 - Clause B
Bellamy’s voice was barely audible, breaking on every single syllable. "In... in the event of documented physical, verbal, or emotional abuse toward the primary trustee... Lorna Vance... all spousal privileges, residential occupancy rights, and secondary trust allowances granted to the spouse shall be immediately and permanently revoked without arbitration..."
Silence fell over the room once again, heavier and colder than before.
The relatives stared at Bellamy in complete shock. The coffee stain on the white tablecloth seemed to glow under the lights—a permanent, undeniable proof of the verbal and physical aggression Bellamy had displayed just moments ago.
"You slammed your hand down," Byron said softly. "You threw hot coffee across my mother's dress. You screamed at her in front of twenty witnesses."
"Byron, please!" Bellamy cried out, her arrogant facade completely shattering as tears began to streak down her heavy makeup. "I was just stressed! The caterers were late! Your mother was judging the way I decorated the tree! It was an accident!"
"An accident?" Byron sneered, his eyes turning to flint. "You've been treating her like a servant since the day you moved into this house. You thought because I stayed quiet, I was taking your side."
"I... I love you!" Bellamy pleaded, reaching out her hands toward his suit jacket. "We are married! You can't do this to me on Christmas Eve!"
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Byron stepped back, easily dodging her grasp, leaving her arms hanging uselessly in the air.
👉 What secondary secret hidden inside the portfolio is about to turn this family dispute into a criminal nightmare for Bellamy?
