He then proceeded to shamelessly said, "I know you're upset, but you're still the wife of the Ford Family. That won't change."
"Even if Emily and the child live here, you'll be Bryan’s mother to everyone’s eyes. Do you understand?"
"If it still bothers you, I can arrange for them to live somewhere else."
My stomach turned. I dropped the spoon and stood up.
I coldly told the man, "Richard, I despise the idea of someone else’s child calling me ‘Mom.’ It disgusts me."
Richard slammed his bowl down as he said, “Harriet, don’t push your luck!”
“Five days from now is Bryan’s birthday,” he continued coldly.
After that, he said, “I’m throwing him a huge party and announcing him as my heir.”
“If you try anything, don’t blame me for what I’ll do.”
Five days? That was the day the airport was scheduled to be operational. I had no intention of attending his party. Let him do whatever he wants.
The next day, the airport manager called me for the final inspection and signing. But on the way back, a van slammed into my car. When I stepped out to check the damage, two strong men got out of the van, knocked me unconscious and dragged me away.