No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1303

After the first time, he had fucked her several more times. Though she desperately wanted to call the police, Horace not only had evidence against her father but also held the fact that he'd protected her at Meridian Dynamics over her head.

Faye knew Horace was a psychopath and didn't dare provoke him, so she did her best to avoid him.

But tonight, she had to get information about her father's illegitimate son. She needed to know who had managed to have a child right under her mother's nose.

After a dinner she barely tasted, under Horace's half-coaxing, half-threatening gaze, Faye ended up following him back to the apartment she despised.

When it was over, Faye fought back waves of discomfort and nausea, quickly got dressed, and turned to Horace. "You can tell me now, right?"

Horace, having gotten what he wanted, leaned back against the headboard, satisfied. He lit a cigarette and said slowly, "You know the mother of your dad's illegitimate son."

Faye's heart tightened. "Who?"

"Cathie, the former finance manager at Yeaton Holdings. I heard she's some kind of relative from your mother's side."

Faye's pupils contracted. A face instantly appeared in her mind—a face that always greeted her warmly as "Faye." She was the daughter of her mother's great-uncle, a distant cousin who was nearly fifty and still unmarried.

Faye thought about how Cathie would show up with gifts during holidays, always acting so warm and considerate toward her mother. A wave of nausea churned in her stomach.

It was her.

Cathie.

After Cathie graduated from college, it was Faye's mother who had personally brought her into Yeaton Holdings as family. It was her mother who had arranged for her to be in the finance department, specifically to keep an eye on her father's finances.

Faye felt a dizzying sense of absurdity, almost wanting to laugh.

Now that she had the information, Faye didn't want to stay another second. She grabbed her bag to leave.

"Leaving already?" Horace sounded reluctant. "Will you come back again?"

"We'll see. I'll be busy with family matters for a while," Faye replied, then turned. "Horace, can you give me the evidence you have of my father's illegal embezzlement of company funds?"

That was Horace's leverage over Faye; he wasn't going to give it up so easily. He just smiled. "Maybe some other time."

Faye didn't say anything else and walked out the door.

Right now, she had to go home and fight for her inheritance. Once she had money, she never wanted to see Horace again, and she certainly didn't want to be under his thumb.