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.

the

an hour later, Eris saw the reporters waiting at the gate

gaze of the

sunglasses and

into a ponytail, looking remarkably different

she wrapped her face with a scarf, hiding everything

weather had turned cold so her

and walked in

she saw

beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her

just took a glance at her

managed to walk through the

the reporters were interviewing Ruben and

people and had been neighbors

the reporters, they were very excited to reveal everything they knew about Ruben,

a sweet talker but she has a lot of evil ideas! When she was a child, her parents would often go out gambling, and she would be left at home without dinner to eat.She was so pitiful, so I

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

home, she would

always hear her stepmother telling her to do the housework, including doing the laundry, cleaning, and mopping the floor.She even had to wash

entered the entertainment industry.Whenever she did, she would look at us

stories from the

the closest they got was

they never expected that her

vigorously wrote all of what they

Eris was shaking

would also

would often praise her as though she was an

had been besmirched, they spoke of her as though

fists and examined each of their faces! ‘I know all of these people! Once I make a comeback, I'll make sure to teach all of you a lesson!’ ©)

confident that there were no reporters

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 observed

up and could no longer contain the happiness she was

With this, I no longer need to worry about my