PART 2: THE CONTENTS OF THE BOX
Jordan’s hands trembled violently as he stared down at the documents inside the velvet-lined gift box.
Percy leaned over his shoulder, her arrogant smirk vanishing instantly as her eyes scanned the legal paperwork stamped with official state seals.
The box didn’t contain a joke or a party favor; it contained a formal notice of immediate forensic audit and corporate repossession.
Jordan looked up at Clark with pure panic, the cruel humiliation he had just aimed at me dissolving into absolute terror.
“Who… who are you?” Jordan choked out, his voice cracking loudly enough for the surrounding party guests to hear.
Clark casually wrapped a protective arm around my waist, pulling me close as the entire backyard fell into a stunned, breathless silence.
(The true identity of the fake boyfriend is about to be exposed! Click “Next Page” to continue reading…)
