Chapter 2 - Robert Refuses To Believe The Shocking Ownership Truth
The heavy crystal chandelier above the dining table hummed softly, casting a brilliant glare over the scattered porcelain shards.
Robert stood frozen in place, his imposing chest heaving under his charcoal grey button-down shirt as his brain struggled to process her words.
“What did you just say to me, you ungrateful little brat?” Robert bellowed, his face flushing a deep, furious crimson.
Sarah did not flinch, her bright blonde hair framing a face carved from absolute, unyielding ice.
“You heard me perfectly, Robert,” Sarah stated, her voice cutting through the dining room air like a razor-sharp scalpel.
“This house, the land it sits on, and every single stick of furniture in it was purchased entirely with my pre-marital inheritance.”
Robert let out a harsh, barking laugh, shaking his head in absolute, arrogant disbelief.
“That’s an absolute lie! My son is a senior corporate vice president; he bought this estate for our family!” Robert shouted, pointing a thick finger at Michael.
Michael shrank back into his upholstered dining chair, staring down at his white polo shirt with a miserable, guilty expression.
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Sarah turned her head slowly, fixing her husband with a look of utter contempt.
“Tell him the truth, Michael,” Sarah commanded softly. “Tell your father whose name is actually on the deed at the county recorder’s office.”
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