Lily startled slightly at the volume of his voice, letting out a sharp, tiny cry.
I immediately cradled her closer, stepping back toward the windows. “Do not yell in front of my daughter, Dominic.”
The billionaire choked back his next breath, his hands trembling as he forced his posture down. “Forgive me,” he whispered, his eyes shining with a sudden, desperate panic. “I didn’t mean to scare her.”
Victoria watched the exchange with a cold, analytical calculation. “This changes nothing regarding the corporate structure, Dominic. A biological verification does not invalidate the prenuptial parameters. She walked away from the marriage. The assets remain protected inside the family trust.”
“I didn’t walk away from the marriage, Victoria,” I said, pulling a second, worn document from my leather bag and sliding it onto the table. “I was escorted out of my own home by a private security firm carrying an eviction notice bearing your electronic authorization signature.”
