My Husband Raised a Whip Against Me, Then a Powerful Billionaire Burst In
Previously: When Sarah's abusive husband turned his rage on her and their unborn child, she thought all hope was lost. But a sudden arrival at the mansion doors changed everything.
The True Heir
Thomas stumbled backward, his bravado instantly evaporating in the presence of his grandfather. "Grandfather," Thomas stammered, trying to mask his panic with a nervous laugh. "This isn't what it looks like. She was being hysterical. I was only trying to control her."
Charles did not even look at Thomas. Instead, he marched across the room, his heavy boots echoing on the marble floor. He knelt down beside my chair, his eyes softening with a profound, aching sorrow. He gently took my hand, his fingers trembling. "I am so sorry, Sarah," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I am so sorry I didn't find you sooner."
I stared at him through a haze of pain and confusion. Why was this powerful billionaire, a man I had only seen in newspapers, apologizing to me? Thomas and Victoria watched in stunned silence as Charles stood up and turned to face them. One of his bodyguards stepped forward, handing him a sealed leather folder.
"You thought you could hide her from me," Charles said, his voice dropping to a deadly, quiet register. "You thought if you kept her locked away, I would never discover the truth."
Charles pulled out a stack of legal documents and tossed them onto the coffee table. "Thirty years ago, my daughter fled this family to escape its toxicity. She had a daughter of her own before she passed away. I have spent three decades searching for my true grandchild. And now, I have found her." He pointed a stern finger at me. "Sarah is my biological granddaughter. She is the sole legal heir to the entire family estate."
Victoria gasped, her hand shaking so violently that her crystal glass slipped from her fingers, shattering on the floor. Red wine splattered across the white marble like blood. "That's a lie!" she shrieked. "She's a nobody from the streets!"
"The DNA tests are fully verified," Charles replied coldly. "And as of this moment, Thomas, Victoria, you are both completely written out of my will. You are stripped of your trust funds, and you are evicted from this house. You have nothing." Realizing his life of luxury was over, a desperate, feral look took over Thomas's eyes. In a flash of madness, he lunged forward, grabbing me from the chair and pulling me against his chest. He pressed the heavy leather whip tightly against my throat. "Back off!" Thomas screamed. "If I'm going down, she goes with me!"
”"If I'm going down, she goes with me!"