Chapter 6
Mark gripped his phone so tightly his knuckles turned ghost white against the navy suit he was still wearing.
"Where are you, Hannah?!" Mark demanded, shouting into the speakerphone.
"Bring Lily back to Newport right now, or I swear I will destroy you in court!"
Hannah chuckled softly, a low sound filled with cold disdain.
"You have no power in any court in this country, Mark," Hannah replied evenly.
"While you were busy pleasing your mother, I was transferring the voting rights of Montgomery Enterprises."
Evelyn snatched the phone from Mark's hand, staring furiously into the camera.
"You have no legal right to touch those shares!" Evelyn shrieked into the microphone.
"Those shares belonged to my late husband!"
"Those shares were held in a living trust created by my father," Hannah corrected her sharply.
"The same father you thought was just a retired schoolteacher in Maine."
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"My father is Arthur Vance—the founder of the Vance Capital Group."
Evelyn dropped the phone onto the rug, her jaw hanging open in pure, unadulterated horror.
