He Chose Her, But I Inherited His Empire Chapter 12

He Chose Her, But I Inherited His Empire Chapter 12

When my mother learned I had been injured at school, she decided to go with me on Monday.

For years, I had always taken the school bus.

The estate’s drivers and armed guards were for Blair.

The next morning, my father personally pulled a black SUV up in front of my mother and me.

“Helena, I’ll take you.”

His tone was so careful it sounded nothing like the head

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Blair stood in the doorway of the main house, her face pale.

Her things had already been moved out of my old room. After the disastrous banquet, she still had not received

the Ricci crest.

Anyone could see her position on the estate had changed overnight.

My mother didn’t even touch the car door.

“No, thank you.”

She paused.

“How could a relative of the estate staff be worthy of riding in the family head’s car? Weren’t those your

words?”

The color drained from my father’s face.

“I can explain what happened during the interview. Genevieve barged in, and I was angry, so-”

“Barged in?”

My mother fixed him with a stare.

“Her property was stolen. Was she not allowed to take it back?”

Last night, my mother had watched the full recording of the interview and recognized the necklace.

“Dante, that was the Bellandi heirloom my mother left to

“It is to be passed only to my daughter. You knew what it meant for Blair to wear it, and you knew why Genevieve had to get it back.”

My father got out of the car.

“I was wrong. I’ll make it up to her from now on.”

“In what capacity?”

My mother took my hand and walked past him.

“Genevieve, let’s go.”

We got into the car that had brought my mother safely back to Los Angeles.

My father’s car followed us the whole way.