My Bossy CEO Husband

"Mom!" Eris cried out desperately as she watched Cacia being taken away by the prison guards.

"Eris..." Cacia turned around.

"If you can't find a way out, you can sell our apartment.Your father and I have already transferred it to your name.Eris, you must find a way to save your father!"

Those were her parting words before she disappeared from the room.

Eris couldn't believe what her mother had just said.

‘The apartment has been transferred to my name? Excellent! Although this apartment might be old, it could still be sold for a good price since it's near a school district!’ Eris' face beamed with joy and was smiling from ear to ear.

Even though it wasn't as valuable as the apartment that Brian gave her, the money she would gain from selling would help her solve her current problem.

Then, her father crossed her mind as well as the words of her mother.

‘Ha! I'm not going to save him!’ It was only today that Eris found out that Ruben was insane.

She tried to imagine the crazy look on his face, but doing so caused the hair on her back to stand.She had to admit that her father was really nice to her.

He was a caring father who doted on her ever since she was a child.

‘It's his responsibility to take care of me.And I didn't force him to do so.Besides, people with mental illness won't be held criminally liable.He will never be sentenced even if I don't save him.The worst thing that can happen to him is that he will be sent to a psychiatric hospital.' Eris readjusted her facial expression, trying not to betray the overflowing glee she was feeling.

She got into her eye-catching Porsche and left the detention center.She wasn't as helpless as she initially claimed.

Although she had neither bought a house nor made any financial investments in the past few years, she did manage to buy at least two cars.

In addition to the Porsche sports car she was driving, she also owned a Mercedes Benz car, which she used for business purposes.

Even if she sold them as second-hand cars, the total amount would still add up to at least two million.

While it was true that she didn't have any cash, she still had thousands of dollars stored in her e-Wallet.

When she told Cacia that she hadn't eaten for the entire day, she was lying.

The fact was she already had lunch in a restaurant near the apartment that Brian had given her.

her sunglasses, she stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to her

an hour later, Eris saw the reporters waiting at the

to avoid the gaze of the press,

removed her sunglasses and wore a

into a ponytail, looking remarkably

her face with a

had turned cold

her head nervously and walked

saw that the reporters

beat so fast that it almost jumped out

the reporters just took a glance at her

managed to walk through

the reporters were interviewing

had been neighbors with the couple for more

they were very excited to reveal everything they knew

gambling, and she would be left at home without dinner to eat.She was so pitiful, so I let her have dinner at my home.She was polite to us, but when

much when she was a child.However, she performed well academically.She even taught my child math during summer

was at home, she

her to do the housework, including doing the laundry, cleaning, and mopping the floor.She even had to wash Eris' underwear.What a poor

once she entered the entertainment

second-hand stories from the neighbors

the closest they got was

her neighbors

listened intently to all the stories being shared with them and vigorously wrote all of

Eris was

when she was popular, there would also

praise her as though she was

had been besmirched, they spoke of

the situation and added insult to her injury! Eris clenched her fists and examined each of their faces! ‘I know all of these people! Once I make

were no reporters around, she

found the property ownership certificate under the bed sheets.She knew her mother's habit like the back of her hand, which was why she was able to find the document.She

lit up and could no longer contain the happiness

I no longer need to worry about my