Chapter 13
Four years later….
My four–year–old son burst into tears the moment he got home. He begged me not to make his go back to Oak Lane Academy.[]
He was too scared to tell me why. Just kept shaking and crying.
My gut told me something was wrong. When I checked his body, I found tiny puncture wounds all over his arms and chest.]
Rage burning through me, I snapped a photo and posted it to the parents‘ group: “Who hurt my son?“[]
“My son did exactly what I told him to.” Emmeline replied instantly, with a smug emoji.[]
Then came two photos that stopped my heart.[]
One showed my husband at a wedding – with her.[]
The other was a family photo of me, my son, and my husband.[]
“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it? That’s what happens when you steal someone’s husband and have his bastard. Consider yourself lucky my boy didn’t do worse.“]
The group chat exploded. Parents I’d known for months turned vicious, attacking me and my son.[]
Even Mrs. Thompson, his teacher, jumped in: “Tyler was such a good boy today, Emmeline! Extra star for him tomorrow!“]]
Emmeline couldn’t resist: “If you’ve got a problem, come face me. We’re still at school. Unless you’re scared…“[]
I strapped my son into the car and texted my lawyers:[]
“Get divorce papers ready. Use the prenup. I want Matthew out with nothing.“]
“My son was attacked at school. Send a team now. They’ll pay for this.“[]
“Can’t believe that leech had a mistress while living off my money.“]
At Oak Lane, I found Emmeline surrounded by her new fan club.[]
“Emmeline, you’re so modest! We had no idea your husband runs Walker Corp!“]
“No wonder you always seemed different. That’s real class!”
“We’re ali behind you. Can’t let gold–diggers like her win.“[]
“Kight? Tyler’s the real heir to Walker Corp. Already showing leadership!”
Mrs. Thompson was practically bowing: “Just tell me Tyler’s favorite foods. I’ll change the menu for him.“]
Emmeline soaked it all in.]
The joke was on them, Matthew had been draining money from my smallest company division for years. I’d only given him that job hoping he’d grow up.
Now Emmeline was using it to play queen bee.]
When they saw me, their friendly faces turned to stone. Like I was something they’d scraped off their shoes.
Mrs. Thompson stepped forward, ice in her voice: “Ms. Montgomery, Jasper is expelled. Effective immediately.”
“My son gets attacked and you expel him?” I shot back.[]
“This is an elite school,” she said coldly. “We can’t have our reputation ruined by… certain people.“[]
My voice went deadly quiet: “You might want to check who the real mistress is before you talk.“[]
I didn’t finish. Emmeline’s hand cracked across my face[]
“How dare you show your face here? Did you think having his kid would make you the next Mrs. Walker?]
