As my grandfather walked in after I gave birth, his first words were, “My dear, wasn’t the 250,000 I sent you every month enough?” My heart stopped. “Grandpa… what money?” I whispered. At that exact moment, my husband and mother-in-law burst in with arms full of luxury bags—and froze. Their faces drained of color. That’s when I realized something was terribly wrong…

his tone suddenly calm again in a way that was even more frightening. “Claire and the baby are leaving with me.”

Vivian’s shopping bags slid from her hands and hit the floor. “Edward, please,” she whispered. “There must be another way to handle this privately.”

“No,” he said flatly. “My lawyers are already prepared. He will repay every dollar, and if continue reading …