Chapter 9 - The Father's Humiliation
Abby didn't hesitate. She looked at the sobbing criminal on the ground, then looked at her older brother.
"Get off my dad's property," Abby demanded, her voice shaking with righteous anger. "And if you ever contact me again, I'll call the police myself."
Keegan scrambled to his feet. He didn't try to argue. He didn't try to apologize. He practically sprinted across the grass, fleeing the backyard in absolute disgrace, leaving his expensive car keys and his dignity behind.
The heavy, suffocating tension finally broke, leaving the patio in a stunning, awkward silence.
Barry stood frozen by the barbecue grill. The arrogant, toxic patriarch who had spent the entire afternoon bragging to a literal felon while mocking his own billionaire son was completely ruined. He looked at Dallas, his face pale, his hands shaking as he gripped the edge of the grill.
"Dallas... I..." Barry stammered, entirely unable to form a coherent sentence. "I didn't know. Why didn't you tell me you were successful?"
Dallas looked at his father. He didn't look angry. He just looked profoundly, deeply disappointed.
May you like
"Because a real father is proud of his son, whether he owns the building or cleans the floors inside of it," Dallas said softly.
👉 What will Dallas do now that the truth about his wealth is finally out in the open?
