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“Noel, I don’t—”
“Shut. The.Fuck. Up,” I bellow at him, my eyes wild as the wrath surges around me.
“I have gallons of CleanWipe found in your garage.”
I toss another document at him—the report from the men I hired to sneak into his home those years ago. Oliver snatches it up, his eyes narrowing at it before he looks up at me.
“You broke into my fucking house?”
“You might be missing the important part here, you miserable fuck.”
“Noel! It’s the most sold paint thinner in the goddamn country. I was buying into their IPO, you stupid—”
He hisses as I kick him in the rubs.
“Oliver,” I seethe. “I amdonewith your bullshit. I’m done with you having an answer for everything.”
My eyes drop to the next document in the folder, and my lips curl savagely.
“But this?” I lift it out, dangling it above him.
“This, I would genuinely love to hear you try and weasel out of.”
He stiffens, flinching as I lean over him, my face livid.
“I am going to put you in the fuckinggroundwith this, Prince,” I snarl. “You thinkyouwent hard atme?”
I laugh coldly, shaking my head.
“When you go to prison, I want you to know, I’ll be taking everything.Allof it. I will take every single part of your empire, if only to warm my hands while I watch it burn to the fucking ground.”
He swallows, paling.
“Noel—”
“You fire-starting psychotic piece ofshit.”
I drop the psyche evaluation on the floor beside him. Oliver frowns, shaking as he picks it up. But if he’s trying to deny it, he’s already failed. I watch the way his face goeswhitewhen he sees what it is. I watch the way he flinches, physically recoiling as his eyes go wide.
“I should kill you,” I say quietly. “Right here. Right now. And the only reason I won’t is because you’ve already taken enough from her.”
I breathe slowly, channeling my rage into my words rather than smashing him under my fists.
“You won’t take me from her, too. I won’t go to prison for your death. But you will, for the rest of your fucking—
“Noel— “
Oliver’s voice breaks, and when he looks up at me, it’s like a stranger staring into my face. A man hollow and utterly broken. His face is ashen, and tears blur at the corners of his eyes.
“I will give youanythingyou want to keep that to yourself,” he chokes quietly. “Anything, Noel.”
I sneer at him.
“No deal.”
I pull my phone out to call the police.
“Noel, I’ll give youeverything. All of it!” He rasps. “You can haveeverything I have, so long as you—”
