Lucas’s Pov The irritation I felt as I glanced at Theodore was tangible. We had decided that we would keep it simple and make sure that Monica was pacified along with Bella but for some reason Theodore had seemed to have forgotten. “Don’t you guys have a prenup?” Robert added to the conversion. My brows furrowed as I looked at him with a questioning gaze. If not for Bella and Monica I would’ve asked both of them what they were doing because it seemed like they were trying to sabotage my marriage again. We had clearly agreed to make it seem like Monica didn’t get hardly any inheritance and that’s why she married Theodore but for some reason they were both being reckless. “No we don’t have a prenup.” Theodore stated confidently. I internally chuckled as I forced myself to look at Bella. “Didn’t I say to eat?” I asked as I grabbed one of the deviled egg with the fork and brought it up to her lips. She looked down at the egg and over at me with a meek expression on her face. I
Bella’s Pov My eyes narrowed as I looked at my doctor who had clearly lied about my sister going home. She had told him that she would stop being different for Lucas and me and now she could stay for some reason. “Did you already pick the movie?” He asked when he noticed me staring. “Lucas did.” I murmured as I looked over at Lucas and narrowed my eyes even more because he was suppose to be watching a movie with me but instead he was on his laptop doing work. “Are we not watching a movie?” I asked as my brows furrowed. “After I’m done.” He murmured as he continued to type away on his laptop. “You have been working for hours.” I stated as I glanced at the screen that had all kinds of documents spread around. He clicked on one of the screens and it switched places with another causing me to become confused. I didn’t understand anything he was doing so I could only look back at him in frustration.“Can’t you do that later?” I asked as he stared intently at the screen. “Relax.” H
16 years ago Bethany's (Bella's mother) PovI looked across the table at my husbands hard gaze with a tightness in my chest. Soon I would be free. That was the only positive thing about this moment. I could escape him even if it meant giving him half of everything. He would finally agree to a divorce. I knew he only refused to get a divorce because my father refused to put anything in my name. If we would have got a divorce before my father died he would have gotten nothing. That's what I wish would've happened. I wish my father could've lived longer. I wish that my father would've inherited the gene that my mother had. The gene that made it impossible to kill my husband and say it was an accident. The gene that the elite were suppose to have but he didn't. My father created his empire from the ground up and was not lucky enough to be born like me but somehow my husband was. I grit my teeth as the thought of the past made me want to scream again. All the lies that led up to this m
Bethany's Pov A handkerchief was handed to me and Danny's tight smile seemed to have gotten tighter. "What is this?" Vicky asked with what sounded like annoyance. I would’ve taken offense to her blatant insensitivity but I wanted to know the same thing. Danny turned his attention towards everyone else at the table with a forced smile. "Your brother asked me to make this video of him to go with the will. He didn’t feel comfortable just sending out copies of the will or having me reading it." He said as he turned around and pushed a button. Before anyone could reply the recording started and my fathers lips formed into a smile and my daughters loud babbling sounded. I looked down at my daughter and smiled lightly at her. She was busy biting the sleeve of her onesie and was oblivious to what was going on. "I'm not really good at making personal videos. I'm more of an interview and business type of man but After meeting my grand daughter I knew what I had to do." My fathers weaken
Bethany's Pov Bella’s blue eyes that shined with happiness as she stared at me was the only thing keeping me sane. I could feel my world getting smaller by the second and if not for her I would most likely have passed out. Nothing could’ve prepared me for this, I had assumed that I would be able to divorce Victor as soon as I gained my inheritance. I hadn’t considered this happening. I never would’ve guessed that I would be tied together to Victor forever all because of my fathers will. "Are you okay? You've been staring at Bella for a while now." Danny stated softly pulling me from out of my head. I blinked my eyes a few times and slowly looked around the room. My back went stiff as I stared at all of the folders in front of almost everyone. Only my cousins Thomas, Theodore and Tammy didn't have one yet. My uncle, aunt and fathers best friend had thick packet. Thicker than mine. I could only assume with no conditions. Vickys loud smug voice had me turning my attention to
Bethany’s PovRight as I reached the door my fathers loud and stern voice had me stopping dead in my tracks. "Sit down now." My father ordered in a tone he rarely had to use with me. He was always gentle and kind. Even when I did wrong he never talked to me like I was a subordinate. "You have 10 seconds." He continued in a semi loud voice which still would’ve had anyone else running towards their seat. I bit my lips and cursed inwardly a few times. Even after death he still had control over me. Danny sighed when I didn’t move right away. I’m assuming he was hoping that my fathers command would make me more compliant. "Bethany please sit, your father is not finished and it's important." I didn't want to stay and the tears that I hadn't felt until this moment told me that my heart couldn't take it. I licked my lips which were now wet and salty because of the flow of tears. "Sweetheart please sit down. I knew you would be upset so I made a few different tapes just in case. No
Bella's Pov- Present day (16 years old) "Did you not like the dress my lady?" My maid asked as she came into my fathers office with the shredded white ball gown that my father had prepared for me. Or I should say the gown that my father prepared for me that once was beautiful and whole but now looked like a cat had used it as it's scratching post. "Does my father know where I am?" I asked, completely ignoring her question. Her cheeks seemed to flush instantly telling me that he did and that he probably told her to check in his office when she told him she couldn't find me. I cursed a few times as I stood up and made my way around his black executive desk. "If I recall my father isn't the one paying you to work here, you should remember that before I turn 18 and decide to fire you." I mumbled as I walked towards the door causing her to pale. "I didn't realize that you thought so lowly of me." My fathers deep voice had me paling. "No." I whispered as I spun around. I instantly st
Bella's Pov"You are late." My father mumbled as I struggled to climb into his black custom made Bentley. I bit my tongue and forced myself to not say anything rude. The dress I was wearing took longer to put on than I cared to admit and my frustration was at an all time high. Whoever created this wanted to punish whoever wore it because it was impossible to put it on without help. Especially since every time you put a leg in it it got lost in the never ending lacy ruffles. I grumbled as I fought to try to close the door. The ruffles seemed to have a mind of their own. They would not stay in the car no matter how hard I tired to get them to stay in. Every time I went to close the door my dress would fall out of the car. If not for my father next to me I would’ve either screamed or cursed. "Here." My dad sighed as he pulled the dress towards him. I quickly shut the door with a sense of relief. I could only imagine the disaster of a night I was bound to have with this dress. "Th