Shock spread across Sophia’s face, intensifying as she stammered, “Wait, w-what?”

Arthur’s voice sliced through the air sharply. “You heard me, Olivia. Pack your fucking bags and get out.” His gaze shifted to Julian while Maya held tightly onto Arthur from behind, acting as a physical barrier to prevent any further outbursts.

Sophia was losing control, her heart hammering wildly in her chest as anxiety built into a storm threatening to overwhelm her completely.

“And you,” Arthur continued, pointing directly at Julian, “I regret ever thinking of you as my Son. Not only did you take advantage of my daughter’s feelings, but you also let your woman insult her right...