as he scanned the document. The room fell silent, the air thick with anticipation. Emily watched as the realization dawned on Richard, his confident demeanor crumbling like a sandcastle against the tide.
“What is this?” he stammered, his voice now a far cry from the arrogance he’d displayed moments ago.
“The deed to the villa,” Emily replied calmly, her eyes unwavering. “In my name. You see, Richard, this house was bought with my inheritance, something you conveniently forgot. I wanted a home for our family, a place that felt like ours, and I chose to let you believe it was equally yours. But it seems you’ve been taking more than just liberties.”
