A Trillionaire’s Revenge

JUDITH's POV

"My goodness, Francis. All you ever do is complain, please. I think you should concentrate on getting healthier, not nagging about things that shouldn't bother you."

Francis coughs, and I continue brushing my hair as I admire myself in the mirror. Francis was a talker and it irritated me, deep into my bones. I did marry him for his money, but I had love for him. I mean, he fathered my daughter, my only child.

"How dare you ask our son-in-law for money, do you not have any shame?" He asks, sitting up. I could tell he was getting stronger by the day. He still spent most of the day sleeping, but whenever he woke, he was always stronger than the day before.

I wear my diamond earrings, "You gave me these on our 9th year anniversary, do you remember? You spoilt me silly that I didn't even need to ask to be spoiled." I get up, "You gave me that life, Francis!" I say, my tone at its peak as I point at him. "It's not my fault if I'm doing everything in my power to save us from poverty. You caused all this, so it would be unfair if you try to blame me for anything."

"But Judith, it doesn't mean you should extort the man for money, it just isn't right."

you said, Luke is our son-in-law and whatever he does for

asks and I roll my

proud man, honey and I know your ego has been wounded finding out that our funds have been coming from Natalie's

says and I can

are a pauper." I say as I take my leave. Nobody would make me feel lesser than what I should, not Natalie, not Ruth, and certainly not Francis. I knew I made the right decisions, preserving the family status

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LAUREL's POV

I possibly can, I sob. My heart ached. I felt worse than how I felt when I found out Luke had married that high class snob. "I love you so much, why can't you see that? Why?" I sob harder, remembering the announcement Natalie made about her and Luke's baby. "That baby should be mine! Not hers,

an idea pops into my mind. "I still have a chance, if I can prove to Luke that I'm more of a woman that

pours all over my body, I begin to laugh. I was stupid for not thinking of it earlier. If I had, I

her stupid aunt always take a walk in the garden or by the lake by this time. I wear a trench coat and head to the