Nick's POV
"We even have a prenup? Wow!" Georgia exclaimed, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Her eyes narrowed like twin daggers. "Let me see it. And it better be to my liking or else, Nicholas Knight—I swear, I will punch you right here, right now!"
Yeah, she said my full name. I was officially doomed.
I jerked my chin toward Ollie. He fumbled in the front seat, pulled out the envelope, and passed it back like he was handling a live bomb.
Georgia snatched it from me and began reading, her face as unreadable as stone. For a few blessed seconds, there was silence. Then—
"What the hell is this?!" she suddenly barked, making both Ollie and me jump. "Are you out of your mind, Nicholas Knight?!"
There it was again. The full name attack. My death sentence.
"Why would you even write this?!" She waved the papers at me like a weapon. "Giving me all your money, your properties, and your shares in the company if we ever divorce? What will you have left? Air?!"
