“Divorce papers, Isaac.” I let the words sink in. “You signed them yourself. I’m free from you. And this time, I won’t come back.”
“What? I didn’t sign those with my consent. You tricked me. Those papers mean nothing!”
“How about you take that up with a judge and see?”
“You have no idea what you’re doing. You think your little stunt proves anything? You think you can lock Naomi up in jail? I’ll get her out before the end of the day and you know it!”
I did know that. Isaac would bail Naomi out just to spite me. In fact, I expected him to. But that wouldn’t be the end.
Julian walked in. He must have been eavesdropping. “You’re being stupid, Cassandra. Think about what you’re doing.”
“I don’t have to think about anything. I know exactly what I’m doing.”
Anthony laughed dryly. “Where would you even go? You’re nothing without me!”
Julian nodded in agreement. “He’s right, Cassandra. You’re just a poor girl that my parents adopted. You have no one else. My parents didn’t even leave you anything when they died. You have nothing in your name. You’ve always needed us to survive.”
Julian was right. I was an orphan that his parents adopted. They never even loved me. I think they just adopted me so they show society that they were charitable people. And in the end, they left him everything. I’ve had to depend on others my whole life, but not anymore.
I could’ve taken half of everything that belonged to Anthony in the divorce, but I didn’t want his money either. I would get my revenge another way.
The two of them clutched each other in laughter. “Can you imagine it? She’ll be crawling and begging us to let her back in before the day ends.”
“And in just a few weeks, I’ll be bagging a billion dollar deal with The Voss Group.” Isaac chirped in. “I’ll be a billionaire, Cassandra. And trust me, when that happens, I won’t listen to your pleas!”
The Voss Group. Was he talking about the same company that was owned by Anthony Voss? The same man that had spent all these years fawning over me? That was interesting.
“Why don’t we wait and see then?” I asked. “You can have your little laugh now. But I’m leaving, and I promise you that I won’t come back. You and I are done, Isaac Bennett.”
