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Three days later, Hilda became the third-largest shareholder of Aegis.
But she fully intended to return the shares to Luther once she was gone.
She was leaving the country with Harrell and the kids.
Harrell promised he would arrange everything.
He planned to sell off a portion of Judson Corporation's shares. Combined with what he already held, it would be more than enough to give their family a wonderful life abroad. They would leave first, and once they were settled, they would bring over his parents and his grandfather. He just needed to tie up the loose ends in Havenworth City.
The waiting felt agonizingly long.
Hilda lived in constant anxiety.
Terrified that Luther would notice something was off, she maintained her daily routine perfectly. She kept delaying the trip to get the marriage license because she knew that if she legally became Mrs. Sanford again before leaving with Harrell, she would never be able to escape.
June slipped her a piece of paper.
It was a handwritten note from Harrell.
March 6th was their departure date.
He had finalized the visas and permanent residency for her and the two children.
They were settling in Australia.
Harrell had purchased a stunning, massive villa over there.
It sat on half an acre of land.
With eight bedrooms in total, it was more than enough space for their entire family.
The paperwork was done, the timeline was set, and everything was finalized.
Hilda stared blankly at the note as tears welled in her eyes. She didn't know how to describe the feeling. There was joy, a touch of melancholy, but above all, hope. The anticipation of her new life with Harrell made her heart race with excitement.
The sun began to set.
A sliver of evening light spilled into the sitting room.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway echoed from below.
Luther was home.
Hilda tore the small note into tiny pieces and threw them into the trash.
Luther hadn't come back alone.
He had personally gone to the preschool to pick up Annie. When the car stopped, he lifted the little girl out. Wilma stood at the door to welcome them, looking at the handsome master of the house and the beautiful little miss. It was a picture-perfect sight. Despite all the turbulence they had been through, things finally seemed to be settling into a beautiful ending.
Wilma smiled warmly and took Annie's hand.
"Madam is on the second floor."
"I made some mango pudding for the little miss. Made with imported mangoes, too."
Luther gently pinched Annie's cheek. "Dad's going to go see Mom."
Wilma led Annie away.
The very next second, Luther's expression darkened.


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