Chapter 3The Heiress's Counterattack

Lyla gave birth to a boy. The whole family knew about them long ago, hiding it from me.

Until afternoon, Vincent came home, eyes tired, face full of impatience.

"My mom just took some stuff from home, and you called the police? These were bought with my money, what's wrong with my mom taking them?"

"Pack up and go to the police station to explain."

Mother-in-law and sister-in-law left, I called the police immediately, reporting theft. Home surveillance captured clearly, taken items worth over ten thousand, enough for investigation.

Police found them at the hospital.

Only Vincent was left to care at the hospital, overwhelmed. Finally contacted a confinement nanny, had time to come back and settle with me.

I looked at him sneering.

"Your money?"

He seemed to hear a joke, tone mocking.

"Not my money, is it yours? If not for me propping up the company these years, it would have gone bankrupt long ago. I've been raising you, letting you enjoy life for over ten years."

"My big company needs an heir. You be your Mrs. Vincent obediently, no one can threaten your position."

I pointed at the family photo on the wall questioning.

"Isn't Luna your child?"

"What's the use of a girl? Eventually falling into others' hands."

My heart trembled. What does falling into others' hands mean? Could it be...

"Vincent, you approached me in college for this reason too?"

Vincent lowered his head grabbing my hand, tone softening.

"Cynthia, I love you."

I threw the printed divorce agreement on him.

"Sign it."

He glanced at the agreement twice, threw it on the ground, sneering.

"Cynthia, look at others. Who doesn't drink and party, keeping several mistresses? For so many years, I just made a small mistake, and you want a divorce?"

"Stop making a scene okay? My mom wants a son, you can't have a second child, I had no choice. At worst, bring the child back to raise with you when he's older."

His tone was like saying the weather is good today.

I looked at him in disbelief, backhanded two slaps.

"Scumbag!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Wifey, I know you are angry, but how can you live without me? Really going to deliver food?"

"Don't forget, the company is mine."

Vincent chuckled.

"Don't be silly. For over ten years, people in the company stopped listening to you long ago."

"Let's live a good life. I promise you, no one will ever affect your position as Mrs. Vincent. I won't give less to Luna either."

"As long as I don't agree, you won't get custody of the child. Can you bear to leave her? Bear to let her have a broken home? For Luna, think about it carefully."

Truly laughable. He didn't think of the child when cheating, now moral kidnapping me.

When Father died, he gifted him 10% shares, hoping he would treat me well. Now it became a weapon against me.

Before marriage, I hid my identity. After graduation, we joined the company together. When we ran for executives, I found out I was pregnant.

Father found out, held a wedding for us quickly, ordering me to stay home and rest.

Not long after, Father died of a sudden illness. My depression caused a miscarriage. After discharge, I had severe depression.

He took care of me while helping me prop up the company.

He said he would guard Father's empire for me.

I believed him, uniting other shareholders to support him as Chairman.

In that situation, I indeed had no energy to manage the company.

Since then, I became the envied Mrs. Vincent, and gave birth to a beautiful daughter.

Because I lost a child, I valued Luna very much.

Vincent knew this, so he thought of using the child to persuade me.

"Vincent, the naive one is you, not me."