Chapter 10 - The Ultimate Eviction
“Step back, sir,” the lead deputy warned, his hand firmly on his baton.
Richard stopped, chest heaving, tears of pure rage and humiliation pooling in the corners of his eyes. He looked at me, his expression twisting into a mask of pure, venomous hatred—the exact same look he had given me that morning on the porch when he shoved my suitcase into the snow.
“You’re going to ruin us,” Richard hissed, his voice trembling violently. “You’ll destroy this family over a petty grudge? We raised you! We gave you a roof over your head!”
“You gave me a suitcase in a snowstorm on Christmas morning, Dad,” I replied softly, my voice cutting through his panic like a scalpel. “You reminded me exactly where I stood in this family.”
I turned to Mr. Reeves and handed him the cedar box.
“File the emergency asset seizure notices for the corporate headquarters and the family home,” I instructed clearly. “And begin the formal eviction proceedings for my parents’ residence. They have until midnight to pack their bags.”
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As Mr. Reeves nodded and opened the file, my mother let out a loud, theatrical shriek and collapsed backward into Ethan’s arms. Madison stood frozen in the center of the ruined ballroom, staring at me with sheer terror as the reality of her broken engagement and penniless future finally set in.
I turned my back on them, walking slowly toward the heavy oak doors, stepping out into the crisp winter night where my dented Honda was waiting in the parking lot.
