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    In scarcely five minutes, every one of Waldo’s bodyguards was on the floor, groaning in agony.


    Waldo’s eyes widened in disbelief. “This can’t be! These are cream-of-the-crop fighters. How did they go down so fast?”


    Brenna closed in on Waldo, step by step. His face went pale, fear wing at him.


    Still, he did not forget his daughter. “Go upstairs and lock yourself in!” he shouted.


    Mindy, seeing the tide turn, dashed off like a shot. Brenna did not pursue; she was not about to hurt a child.


    “Mr. Chapman, do you have anything to say now?” Brenna asked, her tone t.


    Now, staring at Brenna, Waldo felt all his twisted cravings for her vanish in the face of her brutality.


    He spotted the lethal spark in her eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you going to kill me? There’s really no need for that. Miss Harper, please calm down. We can talk about this properly.”


    Brenna’s eyes were cold as ice as she grabbed Waldo by the cor, hauled him across the room, and dumped him onto the couch. She snatched the divorce papers from Gracie and shoved them under his nose.


    “Sign it. Now.”


    Waldo took the papers, reading them carefully. Brenna wasn’t about to let him stall. This guy was a sly fox, always scheming, always looking for loopholes. If she gave him the chance, he would nitpick every word.


    But it didn’t matter one bit.


    Whether he liked it or not, his signature was going on those papers.


    Gary and Felix loomed at the foot of the stairs, ready to rush up at any second.


    Waldo’s worst nightmare was them dragging Mindy into this mess. He could not let his daughter get caught in the crossfire again.


    Brenna leaned in, pressing a gun to Waldo’s temple.


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    “Quit stalling and sign already.”


    Waldo broke out in a cold sweat, his body going stiff.


    “Miss Harper,e on, don’t do anything reckless. We can talk this out.”


    “Cut the crap,” Brenna snapped.


    Left with no moves to y, Waldo signed.


    Deep down, he was furious. The deal handed Gracie all her premarital assets, plus a cool two billion, two luxury cars, three houses, and fivemercial properties.


    And as if that wasn’t enough to twist the knife, he would be shelling out a hundred million a year in child support until Gracie’s kid became an adult.


    What a humiliating deal.


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