Jessica POV
Grandma and I discussed the gallery and what I wanted to do with it. My ex-husband had been taking some of my treasured antiques and having them auctioned off behind my back.
I was fuming inside.
How dare he! He knew how much I loved sharing old items with the public. I always believe they should be seen and loved. It was just another dig at me. I have no clue why things went this way, other than possibly my half-sister poisoning him against me, because she was jealous that all the inheritance was mine. My Grandparents were going to leave her some money, but after this behaviour, they have cut them both out of their will.
"Do you have room here in the vault? I want to remove all the items, hide them for now, and sell the gallery building." I was almost in tears at the fur
