I Married a Millionaire So I Could Afford My Son’s Surgery – That Night, He Said, ‘Now You Can Finally Learn What You Really Signed For’

“I know they’ve been arguing about their inheritance…” I said softly.

Arthur nodded. “They’re dividing my estate among themselves like I’m already gone. But it goes deeper than that. Vivien wants to send Eleanor to the cheapest state facility she can find. I overheard her calling my sister ‘a burden draining the inheritance.'”

I pressed a hand to my mouth.

“My children are waiting for me to die so they can profit from it and toss Eleanor out,” he continued. “But you don’t think that way. You—”

The door slammed open behind me.

“It goes deeper than that.”

Vivien stormed in, two men in dark suits at her heels, briefcases swinging.

“Vivien, what are you—” Arthur said.