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Chapter 10 - The Beautiful Aftermath

Six months had passed since the heavy brass easel shattered our peaceful evening at the banquet hall.

Julian was currently sitting in a tiny concrete cell, wearing an orange jumpsuit and scrubbing toilets for twenty cents an hour.

His mother’s precious country club friends had completely abandoned her, leaving her isolated in her empty mansion.

Beatrice had used my legal team to sue Julian’s remaining estate, walking away with enough money to start a new, beautiful life.

She even sent Emma a massive bouquet of rare flowers and a heartfelt apology letter for her initial cruel words.

As for us, life had returned to a state of absolute joy and unbothered luxury.

I was sitting on the balcony of our penthouse, watching the golden sunset stretch across the city skyline.

Emma was running around the rooftop garden, completely healed and entirely unburdened by the trauma of that night.

She was laughing wildly as she chased her new golden retriever puppy through the expensive flower beds.

The scar above her eye was barely visible, a tiny silver line that proved she was stronger than the monsters of the world.

I took a slow sip of my expensive champagne, feeling a profound sense of peace wash over my soul.

I had proven that a mother’s love is the most dangerous and unstoppable force on the entire planet.

If you threaten a lioness’s cub, you should fully expect to be torn to shreds.

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Julian Montgomery had learned that lesson the hard way, and he would have fifteen years in a cage to think about it.

I smiled at my beautiful daughter, knowing that our future was brighter and safer than ever before.

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