A Trillionaire’s Revenge

Judith's POV

"Did Carrington send you?" I ask, as soon as Natalie leaves the room.

"Yes. I'll get straight to the point. Mr. Carrington has decided that if your daughter doesn't agree to marry him within the next 24 hours, he'll go public with something that will hurt not only your family, but will make you land in prison."

"The docks, 2003." The man states, and I lose my balance for a second. It was a secret no one could ever know. It was a secret my husband and I had to die with.

"She'll do it." I respond as fast as I can.

"Here," He brings out some documents and hands them over to me. I take them. He continues, "This states that she will not withdraw after giving her consent, neither will she ask for a divorce. Mr. Carrington will be the only one capable of asking for a divorce."

"She'll sign it." I respond, still trembling in fear. "I'll be back."

**

As I step out of the room, I exhale, a million things going through my mind. "Should I tell Francis?" I ponder, trying to think of what to do. If I told him, his condition could worsen. There was no money yet. "No, no."

I rush down the hallway, and enter the guest bedroom there. Thankfully, no one saw me. I search through the room until I find a pen. I waste no time signing the document. I'd just forged my daughter's signature. Natalie could never find out the truth about what happened that night.

I clean my eyes as I hear a soft knock on the door. "Come in." I begin to sob uncontrollably, as I see Aunt Ruth. "Aunt."

Ruth hugs me in

marry that man, but I

darling. It's just, your mother

act accordingly to what is written in that document, not only you, but myself and

don't know if hatred would be understatement of how I feel

"Judith when did you become so vicious? I don't understand. This is your daughter who's barely a woman and you're trying to force

I'm sure you know that because you two are fine keeping secrets." She looks at Natalie, "I know you slept with that boy from your school. I saw

get up and look at her, surprised and embarrassed, "You watched me have sex with

to exchange words with you, young lady and you better learn to respect me. You have until

***

. ." I begin to panic, as the first thing

okay? What

Mrs. Judith has left for the hospital. I think something happened to your father. . ." She responds in her thick

as I break down. I get up, and think of what to

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my father, Francis Richardson." I

A nurse replies. I rush there as fast as I can. My mother is seated there.

"Mother, what happened?"