Sam's POVOut near another city, inside an ordinary-looking office block, we met - using a fake identity I’d set up long before. Not one guard from Sterling showed up. Ethan stayed away too. Only my presence, a disposable phone, everything silent except the hum of tires on hidden routes, making certain nobody tailed me.Waiting there was my lawyer, Mr. Harlan - still the same steady figure from back home, untouched by anything Sterling. A bare conference room surrounded us, no windows, just walls closing in. On the table sat heavy files, lined up tight, color-coded tabs sticking out like flags.“Everything is ready,” he said, sliding the first stack toward me. “Divorce paperwork. Asset division. The settlement is generous but ironclad - no loopholes for contesting, no hidden clauses that could be exploited later. You’ll walk away with more than enough to rebuild independently, plus full ownership of the revitalized Wade family business.”My fingers moved
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