Tickets to Regret
I paused, my gaze sweeping over the group behind him who had never given me a second glance — Maddie, Trippe, Chase, and those old-money friends who always treated me like I did not exist.
"Remember to give it to my assistant after you sign. After all..." I deliberately paused, my gaze returning to Jules' face. "The prenuptial agreement your parents forced me to sign is valid. I won't take a single penny from you, so don't even think about using it to stall me on the property division."
A crack finally appeared in Jules' expression.
I stopped looking at him. I turned around and pushed open the private room's heavy wooden door, shutting out the cloying scent of perfume, the sarcastic whispers