My Wedding Dress For The Other Woman? His Regret After I Canceled Chapter 06
“Our silent investor. The one who’s been funding everything.” Mack’s voice cracked. “They pulled out at midnight. Five hundred million dollars. Gone.”
Kaelan’s face went pale.
“Banks are calling in our loans. Our patents got revoked an hour ago. Suppliers are at the front door demanding payment.”
“That’s impossible.” Kaelan grabbed the tablet. “Who owns the patents? Who’s the investor?”
Mack opened a file and pointed at the signature line.
“It’s her, Mr. Cross.”
Kaelan stared at the name.
My name.
Vivian Vance.
“Vivian…” His legs gave out. He collapsed into his chair.
The door opened again.
Federal agents walked in. Badges out.
“Kaelan Cross. You’re under arrest for fraud, embezzlement, and corporate theft.”
Kaelan’s world went black. He didn’t even make it to sunset.
The feds cuffed him in front of his entire staff. Serena screamed and cried and made it all about herself—until they dragged her out too.
Mack handed over hard drives full of evidence. Didn’t even hesitate.
By noon, Cross Industries was trending for all the wrong reasons.
By three, the stock was worthless.
I watched it all from my hillside villa. Wrapped in a blanket. Sipping tea like I was watching a movie. I couldn’t feel anything. Not yet.
Summer finally showed up at my door two hours later. Her eyes were puffy. Red. She’d been crying the whole drive over.
“Oh my God, Vivian.” She threw her arms around me. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve come. I should’ve fought harder. I’m a terrible friend.”
I hugged her back. “You’re here now.”
“I brought wine.” She held up two bottles. “And a baseball bat in case Kaelan shows up.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
We sat by the window as the city lit up below us. Summer kept glancing at me like I might shatter. Like I was made of glass.
“I’m fine,” I told her.
“You’re not fine,” she said. “You just destroyed your ex-fiancé’s entire life. That’s not fine. That’s legendary.”
“He destroyed his own life. I just stopped funding it.”
Summer raised her glass. “To not funding men who don’t deserve us.”
I clinked.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about the way Kaelan had looked at me in that bridal shop. Like I was nothing. Like I was just his accessory.
He had no idea that for five years, I’d been the one keeping him alive.
Kaelan got out on bail that night.
His lawyer pulled strings. The judge set a ridiculous bond that Kaelan couldn’t pay—but somehow, someone posted it.
I didn’t ask who. I didn’t care.
But I knew he’d come looking. And I was right.
“Miss Vance? There’s a… gentleman here. He says he’s your husband and wants to come in.” The security guard called me.
I turned on the security footage.
He stood at the gate of the villa estate. Soaking wet again, yelling at the doorman.
“I live here! Let me in!”
He thought he owned the villa, but I’d actually bought three years ago under a shell company he never bothered to question.
“Call the police,” I said. “And tell him if he’s not gone in sixty seconds, I’m adding trespassing to his file.”
I watched the security feed as the cops showed up in five minutes.
Kaelan was still yelling, still waving his cast around, still convinced he had power here.
They escorted him out.
He glanced toward my villa before they shoved him into the car.
I let out a cold laugh.