Chapter 6 - The Blackmail
Eleanor warned me that meeting Grant alone was incredibly dangerous.
She offered to watch Lily, Ethan, and Grace in her secure office while I dealt with my husband.
I promised my children I would return soon and drove Eleanor's borrowed car to the desolate city park.
The rain had finally stopped, leaving the playground equipment slick and covered in gray mist.
Grant was already standing by the rusty swingset, wearing his expensive tailored suit.
He smiled arrogantly as I approached, looking completely unbothered by the trauma he had caused.
You look terrible, Rebecca, he mocked smoothly.
I ignored his insult and demanded to know why he was trying to steal my children.
Grant laughed a cold, soulless laugh that echoed across the empty park.
Vanessa wants a ready-made family, and her father gives her whatever she wants.
He stepped closer to me, his eyes devoid of any human empathy.
I am going to offer you a very simple choice today, Becca.
You will sign the divorce papers, surrender full custody, and walk away quietly without a single dime.
I spat at his expensive leather shoes and told him I would rather die than give him my kids.
Grant did not flinch, but a sinister grin slowly spread across his handsome face.
If you try to fight me in court, I will personally ensure you go to federal prison for a very long time.
I stared at him in utter confusion, wondering what insane lie he was spinning now.
Grant reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.
He handed it to me, watching my face carefully as I read the dense legal jargon.
It was a commercial loan document for three million dollars, signed exactly six months ago.
The signature at the bottom of the page belonged entirely to me.
May you like
Grant had perfectly forged my handwriting to secure the illegal funds for his corporate takeover.
If you challenge the divorce, I will submit this to the FBI and claim you orchestrated the entire fraud.
