Felicity was still waiting outside the emergency room, oblivious to the live stream.
A divorce was a good thing for her, so she didn't feel the need to watch. Her only concern was Frank. As long as he was unconscious, she couldn't leave the hospital, which meant she couldn't go and marry Julian.
She had waited three long years for this. A thousand days and nights, climbing her way up from the shadows to finally become his wife. They were deeply in love, kept apart only by Winona's stubbornness. It had been a painful journey. Once she had that marriage certificate in her hands, she was going to celebrate.
Lost in her thoughts of the wedding, Felicity had no idea that she would soon be facing a debt of one billion dollars.
"As for the interest on that billion," Winona continued in court, her tone measured, "I will have an accounting firm calculate the exact amount. Even at a conservative rate, it should amount to several million."
"And besides the billion, there is another twenty million." She looked at Julian, adding,. "Not long ago, I personally witnessed your girlfriend purchase a statue of Jesus, valued at less than ten thousand dollars, for twenty million—a two-thousand-fold markup. My husband paid for it in full."
"Since my husband paid for it, that statue should belong to me, shouldn't it, Your Honor?" Winona asked the judge.
"Of course," he replied.
"Then I'd like Mr. Nicholson to bring me the statue. I'm quite fond of it."
"You can retrieve it after the court is adjourned," the judge said.
"It's just outside, in Mr. Nicholson's car. It won't take long. My grandmother has been sick with worry over it," Winona insisted.
The judge sighed.

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