She signed the divorce without saying a word… but no one in the room knew that her multimillionaire father was watching every second of the humiliation.

Robert turned his head slightly toward her, his expression one of pure disdain.

“You must be the mistress who thought she was getting a promotion today,” he said coldly. “I suggest you stay quiet because you are not going to enjoy what happens next.”

Christian tried to fix his jacket and regain some semblance of his former arrogance.

“Look, Mr. Sterling, if this is a family matter, we can sit down and talk like professionals,” he pleaded.

Robert smiled without a hint of warmth and slid a digital tablet across the table.

“No, what happened here was a display of your true character when you think no one of consequence is watching,” Robert said.

Graphs and financial audits began to glow on the screen, showing a series of red flags.

“My investment group controls twenty seven percent of SkyGrid, and the other major funds are waiting for my signal,” Robert explained. “For the last two days, they have been reviewing some very interesting internal inconsistencies.”

Christian’s face went completely white as he realized the depth of the trouble he was in.

“What inconsistencies are you talking about?” he asked, his voice cracking.

Attorney Miller sighed and wiped sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

“The recent audits show company funds being used for personal luxury expenses and transfers to firms linked to your associates,” Miller whispered.