Chapter 4: The Unborn Heir
Evelyn’s smile finally vanished, replaced by a confused, panicked mask. "What is she talking about, Marcus? Tell her to shut up!"
Marcus didn't say a word. He was watching Clara’s stomach. The truth finally settled over the room like a heavy shroud.
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"This child," Clara said, placing a hand on her baby bump, "is the only living heir to the trust. If anything happens to this baby, or if I am harmed, the trust automatically liquidates. The mansion is sold. The campaign accounts are seized by the IRS for audit. And the ‘scandal’ of your illicit affair with a staff member? It goes to the front page of every newspaper in the country."
Clara took a step toward Evelyn, who backed away, her designer heels clicking nervously against the floor. "You thought you were queen of the house, Evelyn. But you were just living in a guest room while I held the keys."
