Chapter 2 - The Counterattack Begins
The next morning, I woke up before the sun even considered rising.
I brewed a pot of incredibly strong coffee and booted up my main server.
My face bore a faint red mark, a physical reminder of the previous night's betrayal.
I immediately dialed my lead corporate attorney, Marcus.
Marcus was a shark in a tailored suit who loved destroying arrogant people.
I gave him a brief summary of the wedding incident and the demand for my penthouse.
He let out a low, dangerous laugh over the phone.
I told him I wanted a complete separation of all family assets immediately.
He promised to have a team of forensic accountants on it by noon.
As soon as I hung up, my building’s concierge buzzed my intercom.
He informed me that my parents were downstairs, demanding to be let up.
They had brought a notary public with them.
The sheer audacity of their plan actually made me smile.
They truly believed they could intimidate me into signing over a twenty-million-dollar property.
I instructed the concierge to tell them they were trespassing.
I also added that if they did not leave in five minutes, he should call the police.
I watched the security feed on my tablet as the concierge delivered the message.
My father’s face turned a violent shade of purple.
My mother started screaming at the poor front desk worker.
They eventually stormed out, but not before my father pointed a threatening finger at the camera.
They thought they were intimidating me.
Instead, they were just digging their own graves a little bit deeper.
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I opened my laptop and began looking into a private investigator.
It was time to see what else my family was hiding.
