Her Divorce Lawyer Want Her novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Joseph gawked at Ryan, stunned.

Ryan just hit him with that signature cocky smirk, all easygoing swagger. “Joseph, come on–slapping a woman around? That’s low, even for you.”

Joseph had just watched a lifetime’s worth of priceless art turn to ash right before his eyes–sanity? Forget it. “Ryan, let go of me! She’s off the rails–this crazy bitch is off the rails! I said it from day one: she never belonged in the Grant family. She’s nothing but bad luck!”

He wrenched at his arm, but Ryan’s hold was ironclad–no give.

Sure, there was an age gap, but the raw power difference? Brutal. Until Ryan let up, Joseph was stuck.

Joseph hissed through gritted teeth, “You’re Liam’s best buddy–you should be on my side, helping me wrestle this maniac down! What the fuck are you playing at?”

Ryan’s grin stayed put. “Maniac? Joseph, Madison–you really clueless about why she’s flipped out today?”

Madison’s face went ashen. “Clueless about what? We were dead asleep in our own damn house, and she kicks in the door like a hurricane, sets the study ablaze–and acts like she’s in the right? Forget this–I’m dialing the cops!”

Freya’s gaze snapped to Madison, and it hit her.

“Oh yeah, almost slipped my mind–you’re next.” Freya barked a dry, venomous laugh. “What was it you treasured most? Right, that precious orchid-”

She took off running for the upstairs greenhouse.

Madison blanched. “What the hell are you up to? Freeze!”

The louder she hollered, the quicker Freya flew–up the stairs in seconds, grabbing the pot and dangling it over the edge like a threat.

Madison grabbed at her heart, gasping in horror. “No… please, don’t…”

“Don’t what?”

“My orchid! Not my orchid!”

Smash!

The pot sailed down from the second floor, exploding on the marble below.

Shards flew, dirt sprayed everywhere, and the plant flopped out in a sad tangle.

“No!”

Madison wailed like a banshee, lurching toward the mess in a blind stagger.

But Freya beat her to it.

She flew downstairs and snatched up the orchid before Madison could get close.

Then, staring her down, she snapped off the three blooms–five years of babying them to finally flower–one at a time.

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Chapter 57

flinging them to the ground and stomping them into pulp.

Madison dove in to save what was left.

Freya dodged like a pro, and Madison slammed into a side table instead. Figurines and crystal doodads rained down in a chaotic clatter.

Madison hauled herself up, snatching at Freya’s sleeve and raking at her face with wild nails.

Freya shoved her off hard–Madison crumpled to the floor in a heap.

“Madison!”

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