“She already has,” Nina said flatly.
Richard turned to his attorneys for help.
Neither one of them said a word.
Ezoic
He asked for a private conversation with me. I refused.
Ezoic
And then he did something I’d seen only twice in nine years of marriage.
He lost control completely.
He slammed the side of his fist down on the table so hard the water glasses jumped. He shouted that I’d destroyed his company. That I’d manipulated his daughter. That I’d stolen his mother’s house out from under her. That I’d turned his own brother against him.
One of his attorneys put a hand on his shoulder. Richard shook it off violently.
“You planned this!” He pointed his finger across the table at me. “You were just waiting for an excuse!”
“I was waiting for evidence,” I said.
“You could have just talked to me!”
