Chapter 3
Claire scoffed loudly, swirling the remaining red wine in her crystal glass with a mocking, dismissive smirk.
"You can play the dramatic patriarch all you want, Arthur, but this estate legally belongs to Daniel and me now," Claire retorted sharply.
"Your name on the deed is just a formality from twenty years ago!"
Arthur let out a cold, humorless laugh that sent a shiver straight down Daniel's spine.
"You foolish, arrogant girl," Arthur said, pulling a thick leather portfolio from inside his black suit jacket.
"You think I would ever leave my life's work to a spineless coward who watches his son freeze to death?"
Arthur tossed the portfolio onto the mahogany console table beside the front door.
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"That is the revised master deed, signed and notarized this very afternoon," Arthur declared smoothly.
"As of five o'clock today, this entire estate, along with every penny of the Vance family trust, is locked inside an irrevocable foundation."
