Chapter 20 - A Masterpiece of My Own Making
I stood up, walking slowly right up to the floor-to-ceiling reinforced glass enclosing the magnificent space below. Under the brilliant, never-ending lights of Obsidian Point, crowds still bustled in and out, multi-million dollar contracts continued to be signed, and the enduring prosperity of this empire remained safely nestled in the palm of my hand.
The white dress once stained by red wine had vanished from my wardrobe forever. In its place stood a brand-new beginning—brighter, prouder, and utterly immaculate.
This was never just a simple act of revenge. This was how I took back what was always rightfully mine, writing the most brilliant masterpiece of my own life with my own hands.
