Chapter Thirty Two : A Confrontation Unveiled

Chapter Thirty-Two: A Confrontation Unveiled

Clara paced the length of her lavish bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest. Clinton's outburst still echoed in her ears, and she couldn't shake the image of his once-commanding presence now reduced to a man overwhelmed by fear and failure. The humiliation of seeing him so vulnerable had sparked something inside her—a mix of anger, frustration, and deep-seated resentment. Clinton had once been the epitome of power and control, the man who had swept her off her feet with promises of wealth and security. Now, that image was crumbling before her eyes, and all she could think about was the man she had left behind.

Matthew.

The name itself brought a bitter taste to her mouth. She had left him because he was poor, because she wanted more than what he could offer. And now, he was the one responsible for Clinton's downfall. She had seen the signs—the calculated moves, the whispered rumors, the sudden losses that Clinton's empire had suffered. It