Clara did not flinch or look down at the scattered cash surrounding her Italian leather shoes.
She shifted Leo slightly, holding him firmly with her left arm beneath the displayed flag.
Her gaze remained locked onto Julian's face with cold, unwavering authority.
Julian had forgotten one fundamental truth about his lavish lifestyle and prestigious title.
He did not own the investment firm he ran with such arrogance everyday.
The entire family enterprise belonged entirely to Clara's family trust, established long before they married.
Julian was merely an appointed executive who drew a salary provided by her estate’s board.
Clara calmly reached into her coat pocket and pulled out her dark smartphone.
She unlocked the screen smoothly and tapped the top contact on her speed dial list.
She placed the phone to her ear and kept her eyes fixed on her husband’s face.
The line rang only once before her family’s chief legal council answered the call.
Wife: Freeze all trust assets and dismiss him immediately!
Her command was steady, clear, and loud enough to fill the large high-ceiling room.
On the other end of the line, the attorney confirmed the directive without a single question.
The woman in the turquoise dress gasped loudly and took three quick steps away from Julian.
Julian’s smug expression vanished entirely, replaced by deep crimson color rushing into his neck.
He realized in that single second that his corporate credit cards and accounts were wiped clean.
His authority at the firm was stripped away before he could even defend himself.
Husband: WHAT DID YOU JUST ORDER?!
Julian screamed as his eyes went wide with pure fury and blind desperation.
He lunged forward across the slick marble floor, charging directly toward Clara with clenched fists.
His heavy shoes pounded hard against the stone as he closed the distance between them fast.
p>Clara did not back away or call out for the building security guard standing nearby.
She stepped forward to meet his charge with absolute calm and terrifying speed.