Chapter 6 - The Hospital RoomCallan was awake when I entered the hospital.
His arm and shoulder were wrapped in thick bandages.
His eyes widened when he saw me.
"Anastasia."
I stopped at the foot of the bed.
"Hello, Callan."
"Mom said you were arrested."
"I was."
His face tightened.
"What happened?"
"Your mother and sister were arrested."
Silence.
David placed a folder on the table.
Callan stared at it.
"What is that?"
"The beginning of the end."
I opened the folder.
Inside were certified financial documents.
Callan looked confused.
Then terrified.
"Three days before our wedding," I said, "you signed a prenuptial trust agreement."
"I remember."
"No. You remember signing it."
I leaned closer.
"You never read it."
His breathing changed.
"My father does eighty percent of the commercial supply business for Harrington Construction."
Callan stared at me.
"What are you saying?"
"Your company depends on mine."
He shook his head.
"No."
"Your family thought my father owned a hardware store."
I smiled faintly.
"He owns the pipeline that keeps your empire alive."
Callan's face drained of color.
"And after what happened last night, those contracts have been terminated."
His lips parted.
"Harrington Construction is insolvent."
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For the first time in our marriage, Callan looked at me without arrogance.
He looked afraid.
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