Ryan stared at Isabella.
For the first time, there was genuine fear in his eyes.
“Bella… please…”
Isabella stood slowly.
Three years of humiliation.
Three years of being told she wasn’t good enough.
Three years of silence.
Her voice was quiet.
But steady.
“I’ll sign.”
Ryan looked relieved for half a second.
Then she finished the sentence.
“After the criminal investigation is finished.”
Ryan’s face went white.
Edward stood.
The meeting was over.
Arthur looked like a broken man.
Edward adjusted his jacket.
“I came here today as a mechanic,” he said calmly.
Then he looked at the papers scattered across the table.
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