Chapter 8
Their smiles froze instantly.
Rachel was the first to react, scoffing.
“Sarah, have you lost it or what?”
Jack shook his head and sighed like he was pitying my spoiled attitude.
Just then, the conference room door swung open, and Ryan strode in.
He was holding a thick stack of property deeds, his face a mix of affection and helplessness.
“Sarah, you’re such a princess. I just wanted an apology, and what do you do? You vanish for days and ignore my calls, and I’m the bad guy?”
He reached out like he always did, but I stepped back.
He blinked in surprise, then laughed.
“Still mad? Okay, let me hug you first, I miss you.”
But the next second, Frederick stormed in and boldly pulled me into his
arms.
Announcing loud and clear to everyone, “Sarah is my fiancée.”
The room fell utterly silent.
Ryan’s face instantly darkened.
“Mr. Durran, what’s the meaning of this?”
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Before Frederick could answer, the auctioneer struck a bell. “Bidding
starts now.”
What happened next left everyone speechless.
Ryan threw himself into the bidding like a gambler going all in, raising the stakes again and again.
He completely ignored his assistant’s pale face and frantic signals.
“Mr. Morgan!” his assistant couldn’t hold back, shouting, “This price is way beyond what our collateral can cover!”
But Ryan didn’t hear him.
All he saw was Sarah sitting across, calm and indifferent, not even glancing his way.
He kept bidding wildly, even putting up three of Morgan Group’s subsidiaries as collateral.
Rachel, sitting in the audience, was so jealous her eyes were red. Jack and Evelyn couldn’t stop smiling.
Finally, the auctioneer banged the gavel and announced the final winner. “Sold to Mr. Durran!
The entire room fell deathly quiet.
Then, a loud crash shattered the silence.
For the first time, Ryan lost his composure and slammed his fist on the table, sending documents flying.
“Frederick, what do you mean stealing Sarah?”
I pulled out my phone and played the recording from the wedding, in
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which Ryan and Jack discussed the fake marriage certificate.
“Your legal wife is Rachel.”
Ryan’s eyes snapped to Rachel.
“Did you tell her?”
“No, it wasn’t me.”
Rachel shook her head desperately as tears streamed down.
But she couldn’t hide how guilty she felt.
She looked to Jack and Evelyn for help, but Ryan yanked her back hard.
The fury in his eyes could’ve burned through her. “I felt sorry for you, and you played me?”
Jack turned away from Rachel, beaming as he walked over to shake Frederick’s hand.
Frederick chuckled softly. “Too early to celebrate.”
The room fell silent again as Lucas pulled out Margareth’s sealed will and read it aloud. “According to clause seven of Mrs. Evan’s will, any irregular transfer of proxy shares automatically cancels the trust agreement.
“The proceeds from today’s share sale will belong to Sarah Evan.”
Jack collapsed into his chair, stunned.
Evelyn screamed, “Are you crazy? Sarah, we felt betrayed! You’ve humiliated this family!”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
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“Didn’t you say you wanted to hand the business to someone more capable? So why the sudden change of heart?”
I said slowly, clearly. “As of today, I am cutting all ties with Jack Evan. You are no longer my father in any way that matters.”
