“First of all, he filed for emergency guardianship using a fabricated medical declaration that says you’re no longer competent to manage your own affairs.”
The world tilted. Nina clutched the arm of the chair to keep from falling.
“What?!”
“The court granted it. On paper, you no longer have the right to make decisions for yourself, Nina.”
“No… that’s… that’s impossible.”
“Second—while you were locked in that clinic, he pushed through a sham transaction and sold your shares.”
“What?!” Her voice cracked.
“They now belong to a certain Vivian.”
“That’s… that’s not true.” Her voice came out hoarse. She couldn’t breathe.
Robert didn’t stop. She didn’t want to hear anymore, but he went on.
“Third, part of the property has already been sold.”
“No… How could he do that?”
“He found out I froze the transfer of the shares at your request, so he moved everything behind my back—and fired me.”
“What…?”
“He said I’m too old and it’s time for me to retire.”
Nina couldn’t process it. Couldn’t accept it.
Her life was collapsing right in front of her, and Frank was erasing her from it like an unnecessary, worn-out thing. She couldn’t understand how he’d managed to fake being loving and reliable for so many years. How he’d deceived her, her father, her mother. He played the part perfectly until the very end—waiting for the right moment to flip the board. Her father’s death had only sped everything up and helped him get exactly what he wanted.
Her heart was pounding violently, her legs barely held beneath the force of the rage. Nina marched out of the bedroom, threw open the door to Frank’s office, and walked in without knocking.
He was sitting at his desk, calmly studying some papers, not even surprised when she burst into the room.
He lifted his gaze to her—cold, measuring. Like he’d been waiting for her.
“What the hell do you have to say for robbing me?” she snapped, her voice shaking with rage she couldn’t hold back anymore.“What the hell made you sell my company? Our property? What the hell possessed you to fake documents declaring me legally incompetent? Where’s your damn conscience, Frank?”
He calmly set his pen aside, leaned forward slightly, raised one eyebrow.
“Nina, don’t be hysterical.”
Something inside her boiled over even harder.
“Don’t be hysterical?” she nearly lost control.“You do realize I know about your other family, right?”
His gaze didn’t flinch.
“I know about Vivian. I know about Ethan. And you know what, Frank?” She stared straight into his eyes without stepping back.“I’m taking you to court. This is illegal. I won’t let you live it up on my father’s money.”
That was when he stood up. Slowly. Never breaking eye contact.
He stepped in close, his body looming over her, stealing the air from the room. Instinctively, she wanted to step back—but she didn’t. She wouldn’t let him break her.
But when he leaned closer, when his voice dropped low and icy, she froze.
