Eleanor had never walked into anything quite like this. She took a quiet breath and stepped inside.
Julian sat. The legal team had nowhere to go but standing behind him.
"Ms. Hale, this is the divorce agreement Mr. Cross has prepared."
The lead attorney, Mr. Whitfield, slid a document across the table.
"Document" undersold it. It was a genuine stack, thick enough to need two hands.
Far heavier than anything Marcus had ever drafted.
Something in Eleanor's stomach dropped.
She picked up the stack, frowning, and started reading from the first line.
The room went dead silent.
Julian didn't rush her. He sat across the table, patient, that same charming smile fixed in place the entire time.
It took Eleanor nearly an hour to get through it.
"Well? If there's nothing wrong with it, sign
