Chapter 4

Lance scoffed, trying to reclaim his arrogant demeanor.

He retorted, "Celine, what proof do you have? You're a housewife. Why do you think you deserve any credit for the company? You think a judge will buy your side of the story?"

"You know better than anyone if I have proof," I said, locking eyes with him. "Lance, do you dare to bet?"

He stared me down, stunned, furious, and a little scared.

He didn't dare to bet because he knew I never lied.

"What exactly do you want from me?" Lance's voice was strained.

I replied coldly, "Sign the papers.…