“He was drowning!”

“He’s fine,” Mark said.

Something inside me snapped—quietly, completely.

I stood up, soaked, holding Toby’s hand.

For the first time, I felt in control.

I pulled out my phone.

“Julian. Bring security.”

Mark laughed. “Ordering drinks?”

I stared at him.

“No. I’m taking out the trash.”

Chapter 4: The Truth Revealed

Within a minute, security arrived.

Six guards. Silence.

Julian walked forward… and bowed to me.

“Ms. Sterling. Shall we proceed?”

Mark froze. “What are you doing? She’s my wife!”

“She is the owner,” Julian replied calmly.

Shock spread.

“I bought this resort,” I said. “I wanted to see how you’d treat me if I had nothing.”

I looked at Frank. “You called me provincial.”

At Beatrice. “You treated me like a servant.”

At Mark. “You watched your son drown.”

“Clara, wait—” he pleaded.

A guard shoved him back.

“Remove them,” I ordered.

They yelled. Threatened. Begged.

I smiled.

“The cameras saw everything. Police are waiting.”

Mark broke down. “Where will we go?”

I turned away.

“Try swimming.”