Chapter 8 - The Estate Reclaimed
The cinematic realism of the chaotic, apocalyptic defeat completely overwhelmed the grand terrace.
The lead attorney walked straight past the stunned, whispering guests and stopped directly in front of Lucas, respectfully handing him a pen.
"Welcome home, Mr. Sterling," the attorney stated formally.
Lucas signed the primary asset-transfer document with steady, confident strokes. In a single signature, the multi-billion-dollar estate, the corporate holdings, and the sprawling Manhattan properties were officially stripped from Eleanor's control and placed entirely under his command.
Olivia stood nearby, watching the incredible transformation with a bright, breathtakingly proud smile. She had known the truth about Lucas for months, and watching her mother's toxic arrogance finally catch up to her was the ultimate, sweet relief.
Eleanor writhed in absolute disgrace on the terrace floor, sobbing hysterically as her high-society friends turned their backs on her, completely disgusted by her vicious public display.
"Get her off my property," Lucas commanded coldly, not even looking down at the weeping socialite.
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The estate security guards—who now answered solely to him—gently but firmly grabbed Eleanor by her ivory suit arms, hauling her away from the terrace and locking her out of the mansion forever.
👉 Lucas turned to Olivia, his cold, corporate facade instantly melting into a warm, genuine smile.
