THE DIVORCE AND HIS BETRAYAL, MY REVENGE
The woman beside him leaned over to look, and her red lips parted in shock.
"This is nothing," Richard said, but his voice had lost its smooth edge, cracking around the edges like old paint. "Just accounting discrepancies, clerical errors, nothing more than that."
"Twelve million dollars in clerical errors? That's quite a mistake, Mr. West."
No one spoke, no one moved, no one even breathed.
I looked around the table, meeting every pair of eyes one by one, and I saw fear in some of them, defiance in others, and curiosity in a few. The board wasn't unified, and that was something I could use, cracks I could widen until the whole thing came crashing down.
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