Chapter 112
“Hold on,” Fury hissed, the muscle twitching along his jaw. “If her dad had all this money put away for her, why didn’t he help pay for the wedding crap?” He spat the last word like a curse. Max gave him a single, pointed look that was heavy with judgment and simmering grief. “Oh, right,” Fury corrected himself, the realization a bitter taste. “He didn’t want her to marry him.”
“Exactly,” Max confirmed, her voice clipped and cold. “Besides, the money isn’t just for her to frivolously spend. A substantial portion is earmarked to buy a marital home, put away for shrewd investments, and establish iron-clad college funds for future children,” Max explained, the detail meant to underscore the depth of Margot's peril.
“That’s… smart of her dad to protect her future like that,” War
