They rush to the front desk, only to find security footage *gone*. Classic. Ryan’s phone call to Bert—'Find out who’s responsible for the data breach'—hits different when you realize the real breach was emotional. The red-haired woman’s panic? Real. The way she clings to Ryan while he processes betrayal? Chef’s kiss. Becoming the divorce lawyer of my billionaire husband turns every office into a crime scene. 🕵️♀️
One million. Plus $100k for 'emotional distress'—and Ryan still tries to write a check? 😳 The tension in that gallery was thicker than the art on the walls. When the blonde in green snatched the check and said 'Cheers!', I felt the floor drop out. Becoming the divorce lawyer of my billionaire husband isn’t just legal—it’s psychological warfare. 🔥