Chapter 9
Gerald's company's finances had as many holes as termite-infested wood. And under Sheryl's calculated revenge, it completely crumbled. She mixed the company books with Gerald's personal accounts, and the falsified transactions tightened around Gerald's throat like a venomous snake.
Overnight, the board turned on him, and the scandal of Gerald embezzling money was plastered across all the media headlines.
"You did this?" Gerald snarled as he kicked open Sheryl's office door, his bloodshot eyes burning with fury.
Sheryl calmly painted her nails with a shade of red that resembled dried blood. "Haven't you been suspicious of me for a while now? Why did you wait until now to question me?"
She tossed a stack of photos onto the desk. They were blurry shots of Gerald entering and leaving a private club late at night.
"If these photos get out, do you think your 'devoted lover' act will still hold up?"
Gerald clenched his fists, chuckling coldly. "Do you really think I don't have backup c

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