“We won a luxury vacation,” my husband smiled, but he and his family turned it into a nightmare, forcing me to serve them like a maid. When my father-in-law laughed and threw my crying son into the deep end of the pool, something inside me snapped. I wiped my tears, made one phone call, and watched their arrogant smiles fade. As the resort CEO walked up and whispered three terrifying words to my husband, the color drained from their faces…
basic human dignity only because my bank account demanded it. And that, Trevor, is precisely why you are dead to me.”
I turned to Marcus. “Evict them. They have twenty minutes to vacate the premises. Confiscate any property belonging to the resort. Ensure they are blacklisted from every global property under the Vance umbrella, indefinitely.”