I looked across the room at Samuel before I answered.

“I wasn’t planning revenge. I was planning my survival.”

The prosecutor set the fraudulent transfer agreement right beside the genuine trust document.

Samuel had signed both, never bothering to read either one, thanks to his own arrogant greed.

The forged version supposedly handed him my fortune, but the real document held a clause that instantly stripped him of every company position if he ever attempted coercion, fraud, or physical violence against me.

He’d unknowingly triggered his own ruin.

The board of directors fired him immediately, the banks froze all his assets, and his partner pleaded guilty to secure a lighter sentence.