dragging Ruby aside, unaware her microphone was still live. The entire ballroom heard him call her a “leech,” admit to his lies, and rant about money. His mask finally shattered—for everyone. Vivian, graceful and lethal, whispered to him: “My lawyer will be in touch. Prenup clause, remember?”

In the days that followed, Vivian filed for divorce. Ruby disappeared. And Elena? She finally slept peacefully again, knowing the truth had destroyed Victor better than any words ever could. And when he came begging Micah for help weeks later, Micah simply slammed the door in his face. Because sometimes karma doesn’t whisper. She walks in wearing stilettos—and takes everything.