He would figure it out eventually.
But then, through sheer, unadulterated brilliance, he built his own empire, becoming the absolute apex predator of their world.
He didn't need to leech off anyone.
The same hypocrites who once swore they were soulmates suddenly flipped the script, whispering that she simply wasn't good enough for him.
It was the very first time in her pampered life she had ever been forced to question her own worth.
She twisted herself into knots trying to become the woman he desired.
Only to discover it was all a sick joke.
She had done everything right.
Yet the same people who had fueled her delusions were now the ones threatening to exile her abroad just to salvage their business ties with his corporation.
It was in that agonizing moment of betrayal.
That she finally understood true power could only be wielded by her own two hands.
And the man sitting across from her...
"I know Annie is gone."
Resting her elbows on the glossy wood, she propped her chin up with her manicured fingers, her eyes locked onto his face.
"Your intel is useless to me, Maloney," she drawled dismissively.
"You want me to stay away from Nora, so why don't you leash your own wife? Who do you think you're talking to? Am I your wife, or is she?"
A bitter, trembling laugh spilled from her lips at the ridiculousness of the question.
She carried on flawlessly. "Divorce her and marry me. Then I might consider playing by your rules."
Maloney completely ignored the provocation.
"The Dodge family built their fortune in northern steel before pivoting into massive infrastructure contracts," he stated with glacial precision. "The second they secured the rural highway development deal, Vivian latched onto Harvey Dodge."
"Similarly."
Eventually, she realized it had nothing to do with her worth.
Powerful men simply preferred weak, obedient women.
It wasn't just him.
Even Sebastian couldn't get the girl out of his head.
She had to admit, even she found Nora incredibly easy to manipulate.
Soft-spoken, hopelessly gullible, fiercely loyal, and pathetically desperate to repay any perceived kindness.
A tool that practically begged to be used.
But right now, the situation was spiraling entirely out of her control.
"Burn it down, then."
Leaning back into her chair with a faint, defiant sneer, she absolutely refused to submit. "My offer still stands. Marry me, and I'm all yours."

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Will u upload more chapter of it...