They stood together in the grand foyer under the large hanging flag.
The heavy tension in the air felt thick enough to cut cleanly.
Victoria tried to step closer, putting on a sweet, gentle smile.
Mark raised his hand sharply, ordering her to stay far back away.
His voice echoed with intense corporate authority across the giant room.
He pointed his finger at her, declaring their marriage officially over.
He ordered her to pack her things and leave immediately right now.
Victoria's smug expression quickly dissolved into pure shock and anger.
She reminded him of their expensive prenup and social standing status.
Mark scoffed loudly, telling her he controlled every single asset.
He promised to call his divorce lawyer before the sun went down.
He swore he would ensure she left without a single dollar extra.
Victoria shouted that he could not kick her out of her mansion.
Mark stepped forward, his eyes burning with absolute, dark determination.
He warned her to leave before he destroyed her entire public life.
He promised to release the security camera footage to every local paper.
Victoria froze as she remembered the hidden security cameras high above.
She realized her luxurious lifestyle had just come crashing down completely.
Her face turned completely pale as panic took over her mind.
She realized she had lost her fortune, her husband, and her home.
Clara slowly stood up from the floor, watching the powerful scene unfold.
She knew justice was finally being served inside the grand house.
Mark turned his back on Victoria, focusing entirely on his son.