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Chapter 625
Chapter 625:
“Isolde, I am begging you to be reasonable,” he finally said. His voice was not the booming command of a CEO—it was the low, vibrating plea of a man who was drowning. He kept his eyes on the road, but his grip on the wheel tightened until the leather creaked. “Forty-eight hours is a death sentence for SkyLine. The board will see a sudden public retraction as a confession of instability. If you give me until the end of the week, I will double the liquid assets in the final settlement. I will sign over the estate in the Hamptons. Anything. Just do not force my hand with Beatrice while I am this vulnerable p>
Isolde let out a short, sharp breath. She slowly turned her head and looked directly into the rearview mirror, meeting his dark, turbulent eyes.
“Extortion is the foundation of your entire business model, Grayson,” she replied, her voice smooth and venomous. “You use capital to force people into submission every single day. I am simply applying your own methodology to my exit strategy p>
She reached down, unclasped her leather briefcase, and produced a crisp white legal document. She tossed it over the center console. It landed on the empty passenger seat with a soft slap.
“I am triggering the supplementary breach clauses of our NDA immediately,” she said, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. “Since you cannot control your mistress’s public stunts, the existing framework is no longer sufficient. I want the divorce finalized and made public within forty-eight hours—or the penalty terms will be executed in full p>
Grayson glanced at the document. His jaw locked. The muscle in his cheek twitched violently.
“No,” he said flatly.
“Why not?” Isolde pressed, leaning forward slightly. “Belle is clearly desperate to claim her territory. You are clearly desperate to fund her fraudulent company. Let me go, and you can give your soulmate the title she is bleeding for p>
“It is not about her!” Grayson snapped, his voice rising sharply before he caught himself and forced it back down. “The market is too volatile right now,” he said, staring straight ahead at the brake lights in front of him. “SkyLine is releasing its quarterly earnings report next week. A sudden, high-profile divorce scandal involving the CEO will cause a massive sell-off. The board will panic. I cannot allow that kind of instability p>
ո𝘦𝘄 c𝘩𝘢𝗉𝘁е𝗿s 𝘦𝗏𝖾𝗋𝘆 wее𝗸 on.с𝗈𝗆
Isolde stared at the back of his head. A wave of pure, unadulterated disgust washed over her. She let out a laugh—a harsh, scraping sound that held no humor whatsoever.
“You really are empty inside, are you not?” she said. The words were slow and precise, designed to cut deep.
Grayson’s eyes flicked to the mirror. He looked defensive.
“You do not care about Belle’s humiliation,” Isolde continued, dissecting his motives with surgical precision. “You do not care about the promises you made to her. You only care about the stock ticker. You only care about your seat at the head of the table. You are keeping me trapped in this false marriage simply to use me as a human shield for your stock options p>
The truth hit Grayson like a blow to the stomach.
He slammed his foot on the brake pedal. The Maybach lurched violently, tires screeching against the asphalt as the car came to a dead stop at a red light. The sudden inertia threw Isolde forward against her seatbelt. The strap bit sharply into her collarbone.