Each life, each child she dreamed of as her grandchild, had been destroyed by the woman she adored, Cynthia.
Javon, who once played the mediator, now held only the child Cynthia gave him, as though the rest of the world no longer existed.
Leaning into his chest, Cynthia pouted sweetly.
“Javon, all your love is for our son. I feel completely left out. If this continues, I’ll be truly upset.”
Javon smiled tenderly, pinching her cheek with doting affection.
“I knew you’d sulk. Look over there, see what that is?”
I followed her gaze, and the words carved across the page burned into my eyes: Equity Transfer Agreement.
“Wow! Javon, you really do spoil me.”
She kissed the corner of his lips, her glance cutting toward me with triumphant arrogance.
I curved my lips into a cold smile.
Celebrate while you can.
Soon enough, she and her Javon would be the ones on their knees.
“But won’t Addison be angry that you’ve done this? After all, you’re giving away everything you own.”
Javon froze, as if only then realizing I was standing there. He quickly blurted out, “Addison, don’t misunderstand. Mom and I only agreed to recognize Cynthia’s child as my godson; that’s why I transferred the shares to her.”