Chapter 7 - Constance Threatens To Disinherit Her Weak Son Julian
“It’s over, Mother,” Julian said, his voice entirely devoid of the fear that had defined his relationship with her for decades.
“You don't own the house, you don't own the company, and you certainly don't own my son anymore.”
Constance’s face twisted into an ugly mask of rage as she pointed a trembling finger directly at her only son.
“If you walk out those doors with that bastard child, I will disinherit you and strip every penny of your trust fund!” she screamed.
“I wouldn't worry about her threats, Mr. Hartwell,” Sarah Sterling intervened calmly, stepping toward the exit with her briefcase.
“Federal marshals are currently freezing every personal asset, bank account, and credit card linked to Constance Hartwell.”
The thirty relatives in the dining room erupted into chaotic panic, realizing their free ride on the Hartwell fortune had ended.
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Phones were whipped out as cousins and aunts frantically checked their banking apps, only to find their cards declined.
Constance sank back into her high-backed chair, the terrifying realization of total ruin finally breaking her iron will.
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