My Ex-Husband Threw Me Out Pregnant, But He Forgot Who My Father Was
Previously: Olivia was thrown onto the cold cobblestones by her ruthless ex-husband and his new lover. But when she made one phone call to her father, the tables turned instantly.
The Power Shift
The doors of the lead SUV flew open, and out stepped Arthur Vance. At sixty-five, Olivia’s father still carried the commanding presence of a man who had built a multi-billion-dollar real estate empire from scratch. Behind him, three men in immaculate charcoal suits stepped out, carrying heavy leather briefcases.
Richard’s smug smile instantly vanished, replaced by a pale mask of apprehension. He tried to recover his composure, stepping down the stairs with Sarah clinging tightly to his arm.
"Arthur,"
Richard said, his voice betraying a slight tremor.
"This is a private domestic matter. Olivia was asked to leave because our marriage is legally over. You have no right to trespass on my property."
Arthur didn't even look at Richard. He walked straight to Olivia, wrapping his heavy wool coat around her shoulders and kissing her forehead.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?"
he asked softly. Olivia nodded, leaning into her father's strength. Only then did Arthur turn his icy gaze toward Richard.
"Your property?"
Arthur chuckled, a sound devoid of any warmth. He signaled to his lead attorney, who stepped forward and opened a thick folder.
"Mr. Croft,"
the attorney announced, his voice carrying across the courtyard.
"We are here to execute the immediate foreclosure and asset seizure of this estate, as well as the termination of your position at Vance Holdings."
Richard scoffed, though his eyes darted nervously to Sarah.
"That’s impossible. The house is in my name. The prenuptial agreement protects my assets!"
The attorney countered calmly,
"The prenuptial agreement you signed contained a strict morality and corporate asset protection clause. Furthermore, the land this estate sits on, and the holding company that financed your mortgage, are entirely owned by Vance Enterprises. You committed corporate embezzlement to fund your lifestyle with Ms. Sarah here, thinking we wouldn't notice."
Sarah gasped, her grip tightening on Richard’s arm as she realized the golden tower she had climbed was built on quicksand.
”Sarah here, thinking we wouldn't notice."Sarah gasped, her grip tightening on Richard’s arm as she realized the golden tower she had clim…