Seeing Richard storm out of the house, Vera rushed into the room, only to find Lillian furiously throwing things around.
“Mom, what happened?” she asked anxiously. “Didn’t that whole mess get sorted already?”
“Sorted?” Lillian’s eyes burned red, her voice filled with venom. “Your father said he’s giving that five percent of shares under your name to that little witch Cassandra—as some kind of ‘compensation’! That’s his idea of settling it!”
Those five percent weren’t just shares—they were proof the Taylor family recognized Vera. Even Cassandra never got that kind of acknowledgment.
“What? Dad’s handing over…” Vera’s words trailed off as she stumbled back like she’d been hit, her mind going blank. Her eyes widened, the shock etched all over her face.
Then suddenly she snapp
