He Chose a Secret “Male Heir” Over the Daughter I Was Delivering. I Was the Sole Trustee of His Two-Billion-Dollar Empire

A discreet, professional moving crew at the island house, three o’clock tomorrow afternoon.”

There was a pause.

“Adriana.

If we pull all three of those levers, you will flatten his financial standing inside forty-eight hours.

Are you certain you want a full war?”

“He ended our marriage in front of the medical staff,” I said, listening to my daughter breathe.

“I’m not starting a war.

I’m just clearing the wreckage.”