Chapter 4: The House of Cards
Julian’s confidence dissolved. He felt the floor beneath him tilt. "That's impossible. This is my home! My father—"
"Your father was a gambler who lost this estate to me in a settlement long before you were born," Arthur said, pacing slowly around the foyer. "He begged for a chance to keep you here, to let you grow up believing you were the prince of this manor. I agreed, on one condition: that you would be raised to be a man of character. I watched you for years, Julian. I watched you treat the staff like dirt. I watched you waste the fortune I allowed you to 'manage'."
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Arthur gestured to the scattered roses. "I tested you today. And you failed."
The lead attorney stepped forward, holding out a single document. "This is an eviction notice and a revocation of the Blackwood trust. You have one hour to remove your personal belongings. The locks are being changed at noon."
