I want her to lose everything

The sight of her looking so pitiful tugged at Theodore's heart. He paused, then bent down slightly, his eyes meeting the soft, petulant face before him. Just like that, his heart softened.

"I'm sorry. Work wasn't too demanding today-nothing too tiring either."

He added, more gently this time,

"How was your day?"

Theodore patiently answered Sigourney's question once more, his tone noticeably softer this time. Pleased by his response, Sigourney smiled sweetly, her lips curling into a satisfied arc.

"I went to the Nichols estate to visit my mom. She told me that next time, we should come together to see her," she said with a bright, cheerful lilt.

Until now, the two of them had never once returned to the Nichols estate together. Not because Theodore was unwilling, but rather, back then, considering the nature of their relationship, such a thing had been impossible. Now, with Sigourney bringing it up on her own, Theodore readily agreed. He even said he'd remind his assistant to arrange a suitable time.

Sigourney followed Theodore upstairs, her voice bubbling with barely contained excitement.

"Oh right-has Sutton found anything about what happened at the hotel that day? I was a victim too, wasn't I?"

She brought it up of her own accord, prompting Theodore to nod thoughtfully.

"The results are in. Do you have a moment to talk in private?"

His voice was calm as he tilted his head slightly, seeking her consent. Sigourney nodded without hesitation-of course, she had time to spare.

Theodore led her into his study. From the document folder in his hand, he pulled out a stack of photos and reports.

"Sutton has uncovered everything. That day, it was Savannah who orchestrated the whole thing. She drugged our drinks to stage a scene of infidelity."

Theodore let out a cold snort.

"She even deliberately dressed provocatively and tried to climb into bed with me," Theodore continued, his voice tinged with disdain. "She was the one who paid the hotel staff to lead you into another man's room, hoping you'd have a one-night stand. The goal was simple-eradicate your reputation."

At those words, a shiver ran down Sigourney's spine. But despite the chill, she still asked in a daze, her voice uncertain.

"But didn't she give me a vial of something... she told me to put it-"

Theodore turned his head slightly, his gaze resting on her with quiet clarity. He understood what she was trying to say. Calmly, he laid everything bare.

"What she gave you was just vitamins. She was afraid that out of guilt, you wouldn't go through with drugging my drink, and that would ruin her entire plan."

"So she did it herself-and climbed into my bed in the presidential suite."

Sigourney felt a tremor pass through her bones as if a gust of cold wind had swept over her. Savannah's scheming sent goosebumps crawling across her skin. And yet, once upon a time, she had foolishly trusted that woman-believing Savannah was the only one who truly stood by her, defended her, and genuinely wanted her to be happy.

Now, that illusion shattered, Sigourney's expression hardened.

"What do you want to do about all this?" she asked, her tone quieter now but laced with iron beneath the surface.

Theodore had, of course, already devised a plan. But he wanted to hear Sigourney's thoughts first.

She fell silent momentarily, her hands unconsciously tightening around her arms.

There was no way she'd let Savannah off easily. No more second chances.

She was going to make Savannah lose everything.

"I want to know how I can strip Savannah of all the privileges she enjoys as a lady of the Nichols family," Sigourney said, her voice firm, eyes blazing with a quiet fury. 

"I want her to lose everything-to become just an ordinary person, with no title, no power."

At first, Theodore had been worried-concerned that, like before, Sigourney might still try to defend Savannah out of old affection. But hearing her resolute words, he finally exhaled in relief. He gave a small nod.

"That's entirely possible," he replied calmly. 

"To revoke Savannah's status, we just need to amplify everything-blow it out of proportion until the fallout is so great that no one can cover for her anymore."

Theodore gently explained his plan to Sigourney - every calculated step to strip Savannah of her inheritance.

Sigourney's eyes gleamed with admiration; there was no denying it - his plan was brilliant.

"Thank you, darling. I'm so lucky to have you," she said with heartfelt gratitude.

"If it weren't for you, I honestly wouldn't know how to properly punish Savannah. I was so blind before."

Excitement sparkled in her voice. From the moment she heard Theodore lay out the plan, she was certain - they would succeed. Revenge was within reach.

She tilted her head, eyes lingering on Theodore, and for a moment, she found herself utterly captivated.

His hair shimmered faintly beneath the warm light, and every angle of his face seemed to strike her anew - sharp, elegant, and unexpectedly enchanting.

And then, without meaning to, without quite thinking,

She leaned in,

Wrapped her arms gently around his waist,

And pressed a slow, deliberate kiss to his lips - soft lips meeting the cool curve of his mouth.

Theodore stood frozen, caught so off guard he forgot to react.

"Thank you, my husband," she murmured, lowering her gaze with a touch of embarrassment. 

"Consider that my most sincere token of gratitude."

He said nothing, but inside, his heart was thundering.

For the first time ever, Sigourney had reached for him on her own.