Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
I don’t care what she does with the money she gets from him, it’s her due for the ten years she spent as his wife. But she’ll never need it, and I want him to know that at some point. That even if he’d succeeded in keeping his money hidden, she didn’t need it or him. That’ll piss him off even more once he realizes that we’re together.
I had Caleb draw up the terms of her divorce decree where he had to pay her alimony until Susan finished college. He’d also be on the hook for their school payments, though I’ve already found the best private school in the area, my old alma mater, or whatever you call Pre-K through elementary.
He couldn’t afford any of the schools I was sending them to next year, but I’ll be sure to put his pittance to good use for the kids. But I plan to take over their care as soon as their mother and I get married. I just want him to hurt financially for the next fifteen years.
KAREN
“Hello, is anyone there?” How long have I been in this place? I’d lost track of days and time. Why was no one looking for me? How long have I been gone?
In the beginning, I was sure that my daughter and husband would get me out of this, and as soon as they did, I was going to find out who had hung up on me and have them fired, among other things.
No one treats me that way and gets away with it. At first, I was sure there was some kind of mistake, a misunderstanding. I’ve been using that corporate card for years without mishap, so why now?
My mind kept going back to the person on the phone mentioning Marcus IV and wondering if there was some confusion, but the worry in the pit of my stomach was telling me that the bastard was back and responsible for all this.
But it can’t be. He hadn’t been around in years and besides, he doesn’t have anything to do with the company. The mere thought that he might be back and causing trouble was enough to make me sick unto death.
He hates me and has never made any attempts to hide it, but he’d been gone for so long that I’d let my guard down. My daughter was the only grandchild in the family for years and was doing very well at the company. I was hoping she would take over one day since there was no one left after my husband.
His grandparents never mentioned him, not once in the past fifteen years, and I was under the impression that they had written him off after the way he had just up and left all those years ago after his mother had taken her life.
Things had been a bit strained between my in-laws and me in the beginning, but they had started coming around after a couple of years, and I was even invited to the house for special occasions.
That’s when I got the idea to push my daughter out in front so they would see her achievements. She did well in school because I told her that if she did, she’d stand a better chance of them liking her. I knew that one of the things they admired most about their grandson was the fact that he was so brilliant, so I paid out the ass to keep her on a par with him.
I thought I’d been in this place for a day at most, but then these bastards had the nerve to send me to work picking up trash off the side of the road. That was the last straw for me, and I kicked up a fuss and refused to get back on that filthy bus they used to cart prisoners around in.
And for that, I was banished to solitary confinement. That wouldn’t have been so bad since I couldn’t wait to get away from the riffraff in this place, but at night, alone in the dark, I kept hearing a female crying.
I didn’t recognize the sound at first, and when I did, I thought there was someone else in one of the cells near mine, but I soon realized that the sound was piping into the room through a speaker that I hadn’t noticed because it was high up on the wall tucked away in a corner.
The woman would, in turn, cry and wail, and the sound scared me for some reason. It was so eerie, like someone was suffering tremendous pain. But who was she, and why was I forced to listen to her carry on like that?
Now, I’d been here so long the days were running into each other. I stank because the last shower I had was the day they took me to pick up trash, and who knew how long ago that was.