As Cindy exited the courtroom, she felt Peter’s gaze on her. He was too consumed by his gloating to realize he’d just overlooked the subtle change in terms. Cindy stepped outside, her heels clicking on the pavement, the pen drive tucked securely away. The game was far from over.
Peter’s post-divorce life unfolded like a theatrical production. Lavish parties, overflowing champagne, and an endless stream of admirers filled his mansion. He reveled in the attention, his world a carousel of opulence designed to flaunt his victory. Every celebration felt like a dagger aimed at Cindy, a deliberate show of dominance.