Chapter 4 - Packing Our Bags And Leaving The Toxic Mansion
The heavy mahogany front door slammed shut behind us as I carried Noah straight out to my SUV parked in the driveway.
I strapped him securely into his car seat, giving him a warm, comforting cookie I had packed earlier that afternoon.
“We’re leaving this scary place, buddy. Mommy’s going to make sure you never have to kneel on a floor again,” I promised softly.
Noah smiled faintly through his remaining tears, finally feeling safe wrapped in my unconditional love and protection.
I hopped into the driver’s seat, pulling my phone out to dial my trusted corporate and family law attorney downtown.
“Arthur, it’s Elena Vance. The deed activation clause has been triggered; I need you at my office by morning,” I stated firmly.
“Consider it done, Elena. Do you and Noah need a secure escort away from the Westchester estate?” Arthur asked professionally.
“We’re already heading out. Lock every corporate account tied to Daniel and Evelyn immediately,” I instructed without hesitation.
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I shifted into drive, pressing the gas pedal down as we left the multi-million-dollar mansion behind in the rearview mirror.
Behind us, the glittering lights of the estate faded into the cold night, marking the permanent end of our nightmare.
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