The phone rang seven times before I picked up."Evelyn, are you out of your mind?!" Dominic's roar nearly blew out the speaker. "Why are all my cards frozen? I can't pay at the hotel! Do you have any idea how humiliating that was at the front desk?""Your cards?" My voice was calm. "You know exactly which businesses generated the money in those accounts."When we married, my father had given me more than just the docks. Land. Industry channels. Dominic, the illegitimate son once sidelined by the Marchetti family, had used exactly these resources to claw his way into the family and take the Don's seat.Silence on the other end for a few seconds."Honey." His voice dropped, suddenly, dangerously gentle. "Are you joking with me?""No. I'm dead serious." I pushed the door open. The sunlight outside was harsh, but I could breathe. "Also, the East Side docks will be managed by me from now on. Tell Kayla if she wants to prove herself, she can do it without touching what's mine.""You—""And,"
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