Chapter 10 - The True Heir Reclaimed
Three months later, the front page of every major financial newspaper across the country carried a massive, earth-shattering headline: Vance Enterprises Expands Monopoly After Complete Acquisition of Dissolved Assets; Abigail Vance Named Executive Vice President and Sole Board Heir.
In a sunlit penthouse overlooking the Manhattan skyline, Abigail sat comfortably in a plush white velvet armchair, her hand resting gently on her visibly growing baby bump.
The brown apron and the white button-down shirt were gone forever, replaced by a stunning, custom-designed designer maternity dress.
Julian walked out onto the balcony, holding two crystal glasses of sparkling cider. He handed one to his sister, smiling warmly as he looked out over the glittering city below. They had conquered the high society that tried to crush them, reclaiming their birthright and destroying every single person who had ever dared to look down on them.
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Abigail took a sip of the cider, her eyes sparkling with absolute peace and fierce, unshakeable confidence. She was no longer the terrified waitress sweeping up broken glass on a cold marble floor. She was a Vance, and her empire had only just begun.
If you were Abigail, once you gained absolute wealth and power, would you have sent your ex-fiancé to prison for life, or made sure he lost every single penny first?
