My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 45

My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 45

When my father found out, he was even angrier than I was.

The moment the butler informed him that Carter Beauchamp had bought the house across the street, his face went dark.

“What the hell does he want now?”

Before I could stop him, he had grabbed his coat and was striding out the door.

Carter was standing on his new lawn, directing workers who were carrying in an antique bookcase. He turned and met my father’s icy stare.

He froze for a second, then forced a smile.

“Mr. Lowell.”

“Mr. Beauchamp,” my father said, his voice cold. “Watch your forms of address. You and my daughter are divorced. I am not your elder.”

He cut straight to the point.

“Why did you buy this house?”

Carter straightened up, his posture humble.

“Sir, I know I was wrong. I’m here to beg for Amelia’s forgiveness.”

He took a deep breath and glanced toward our windows, his tone hardening with a stubborn resolve.