I don't care about you, at all. You think I married you because of your looks? Hell no! It's your wallet I married you for, and because I managed to talk you out of a prenup, every cent of your money is going to be MINE!

Don't even think about trying to fight me on it either, I've got a little folder that will leak onto the Internet, damaging your reputation and giving me all the sympathetic ears to talk to if it ever gets out. So, go on, admit defeat. Admit that I outwitted you, and hand over your bank details.



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