I turned my gaze to Celeste, who was trembling, clutching her Birkin like a shield.
“Oh, and Celeste?” I smiled, walking over to her. “That bag? The funds Adrian used to buy it were flagged as stolen corporate assets. The police are waiting downstairs to confiscate it as evidence.”
Right on cue, two uniformed officers entered the room. Celeste shrieked as they took the bag from her hands and placed Adrian in handcuffs.
As they were being led out in disgrace, Adrian turned to me, his eyes wide with desperate terror. “You trapped me! You lied about who you were!”
I looked at him, feeling absolutely nothing but peace.
“I didn’t lie, Adrian. I just wanted a man who loved me for me, not my father’s bank account. You thought my silence was weakness, and you thought my pain made me stupid. But a wolf doesn’t become a sheep just because she’s giving birth.”
They were dragged out, their frantic protests echoing down the hall. I turned to my parents, who both smiled with quiet pride, and we walked out together to go home to my boys.
