Lavinia stared at the divorce agreement in Garnett's hand, so agonizingly close.
Losing her patience, she demanded, "Did you sign it or not? Just give me the paperwork."
"Come with me," Garnett replied. "There's something I want to show you."
Without waiting for an answer, he turned and headed toward the master suite. Having no idea what game he was playing, Lavinia had no choice but to follow.
Their walk-in closet had always been massive—roughly the size of an average studio apartment.
Originally, an entire wall of hanging racks had been dedicated to evening gowns, but since Lavinia rarely wore them, the space had always sat empty.
Now, that entire wall had been transformed into a breathtaking, custom-built crystal display cabinet. The glass doors were pristine, and the staggered, illuminated shelving gleamed under soft lights.
However, the luxurious velvet displays inside were completely empty.
"What is this?" Lavinia asked.
"A jewelry display case," Garnett said, looking right at her. "Grandma mentioned she was leaving her entire collection to you, so she told me to get a custom vault built. I looked at several designers before finally commissioning Swarovski. The overseas team took forever, which caused the delay."
He pressed a small, intricately carved silver key into her palm. "From now on, you're the only one who can open these doors."
Lavinia didn't close her fingers around it. The key slipped from her hand, hitting the floor with a sharp clink.
"I came here for the divorce agreement, and you're showing me this?" Her voice dropped to freezing temperatures. "Garnett, did you sign it or not?"
In response, Garnett held up the divorce agreement and, right in front of her eyes, ripped it into pieces.
"You!" Lavinia gritted her teeth, fury blazing in her eyes.
Garnett held her gaze. After a long silence, he said softly, "I've prepared something much better for you than a divorce."
"I just want you to see that I can offer you a much better life."
"You can't," Lavinia cut him off cleanly. "Did you think I was leaving because you weren't giving me enough money? Did you think that throwing some corporate shares and a shiny glass cabinet at me would make me cry tears of joy and run back to being your dutiful little wife?"
She enunciated every word clearly. "I don't need your shares. I don't need your jewelry vault. And I certainly don't need your charity. Are you going to sign a new divorce agreement or not? If you refuse, I'm taking you to court."
Garnett's expression darkened completely. "Lavinia, I know Grandma gave you three hundred million. Don't think you can challenge me just because you have her backing. Without my support, you won't see a single dime of that money."
Lavinia froze. The three hundred million... who had told him?
Seeing the shock on her face, Garnett knew exactly what she was thinking.
"Did you really think you could keep a secret like that? The Harper family has eyes everywhere," he said coolly. "You might doubt everything else about me, but on this, you'd better believe I'm telling the truth."
Her face fell. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

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