Bo Away My Dear T–Husband
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Kayla’s mom had always been sharp, the type who had never let her hard–earned property fall into the wrong hands. She had kept the extra clause in her will under wraps for a reason.
Ferris, meanwhile, had been running his side act for years–cheating with his mistress and having an illegitimate daughter. And now, trying to kick his own daughter out to protect that same girl? That was just pathetic.
The moment Kayla brought up the clause, Ferris froze. His face turned pale, panic flickering in his eyes. “What
lause? I don’t know anything about this! Don’t try to mess with me!”
Kayla didn’t even flinch. She had been ready for this. “Mr. Louis, come in,” she called, dialing her lawyer
Right on cue, Lorenzo Louis walked in and read the clause aloud. As the words sank in, Stephanie’s face scrunched up, full of irritation.
“What? That stupid woman left a will? What are we supposed to do now, Dad?” she whined, yanking at Ferris’s arm like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
Ferris looked like he had been hit by a truck. “This can’t be real. I can’t end up with nothing!” he stammered, sweat starting to bead on his forehead.
Kayla crossed her arms, her voice cutting through the tension. “Relax. Mom didn’t leave you completely empty–handed. You’re still getting 20% of her estate. Honestly, marrying her was the smartest thing you ever did.”
Stephanie’s face lit up at that. “Twenty percent? That’s still millions!” she exclaimed, practically shaking Ferris in excitement. “We can get a mansion–a better one!”
Ferris blinked, finally snapping out of his daze. “You’re right. Who needs this place anyway? Let’s leave her to it,” he said, puffing himself up as if he hadn’t just been crushed minutes ago.
They were already talking about new houses and big plans as they marched out, practically giddy over their “win.”
Once they were done celebrating their imaginary fortune, Kayla let out a low chuckle. “Oh, before you get too comfortable, let me remind you–those five years of freeloading? That’s deducted from the 20%. After the math, you still owe me a million.”
Stephanie’s jaw dropped. “What?! We owe you? That’s insane! Do you even know how to calculate? You used to be good at this stuff, but now you’re just greedy!”
Kayla raised an eyebrow, amused. “Greedy? Coming from you? How ironic.” She pulled out her phone, tapping a few buttons. “Here, let me jog your memory.”
She held up the screen and a video began to play. It clearly showed Stephanie making a deal, pocketing money after selling the company’s tech.
“You’re seriously lecturing me about calculations?” Kayla asked, her voice dripping with mockery. “Why don’t you crunch some numbers for me instead?” She slid the phone across the table.
Stephanie grabbed it, her face flushing with panic.
“Oh and don’t waste your energy deleting it,” Kayla added with a smirk. “I’ve got backups. Lots of them.” Stephanie’s eyes filled with tears as she clutched Ferris’s arm. “Dad! What do we do now? If we lose the money, we lose everything!”
Ferris glared at her, his face red with anger. “I warned you! But no, you never listen!”
Kayla leaned back, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold like a bad soap opera. Typical Ferris–he knew about the shady deal all along and still let it slide.
Before Ferris could stammer out a defense, Kayla’s voice cut through the tension. “You still have some cash, right? Use it to settle your debt and restock the company account. Or…”
She gave him a pointed look. “Would you rather I forward this to the authorities? Your choice.”
