Vivian spun around, her pampered, haughty face fracturing with sheer shock.
She charged at me, frantic and furious. "How much did you say Ferris transferred to you? Tonight?"
"Yes..." Her face was suddenly entirely too close to mine. I was slightly startled and instinctively leaned back.
Yet I couldn't help but wonder—it looked like Vivian had absolutely no clue about Ferris wiring me money, otherwise she wouldn't be this stunned. But she had accused me of scheming a massive fortune out of the Sterlings. If she wasn't talking about this cash, was there something else?
But I hadn't received any other assets. I only just got the money tonight, and I never wanted it in the first place. I had tried to return it to Ferris immediately, but my transfer limit had blocked me.
Tomorrow morning, I would head straight to the bank and figure out how to wire it back.
All I wanted right now was a quick divorce, to finalize the paperwork, and get the hell out of here.
However, Vivian's expression rapidly shifted from utter shock to seething rage. The previous disdain and mockery flooded back. Her gaze slid down my face, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Selena, I completely underestimated how shameless you are. You truly are Lucille's daughter. Your bag of tricks is endless."
Her words were downright nasty. Vivian had insulted me like this countless times to my face, and hearing it again made me frown. "Mrs. Sterling, I didn't ask for this money. Ferris transferred it on his own. In fact, he wired it without my permission."
This money wasn't a gift, nor was it a pity settlement. It was a forced transaction.
It absolutely wasn't something I manipulated him into giving me.
But the second I finished speaking, Vivian dropped a bomb that knocked the wind out of me. "And what about Eden Gardens? Did Ferris shove that down your throat, too?"
"Eden Gardens? What do you mean?" I was utterly lost.
Eden Gardens was property Ferris bought. We had lived here for the past three years, but the house had absolutely nothing to do with me.
It was a photo of the property deed for Eden Gardens. And right there, under the owner's section, was my name: Selena Hayes.
How was this possible?
I zoomed in and out on the photo, checking it over and over again. I even looked up at Vivian. "Is this deed real?"
Vivian reached over and swiped right on the screen, revealing another photo.
The transfer agreement.
It was the legal document transferring Eden Gardens from Ferris to me. It bore not only Ferris's signature but mine as well, and the date on the agreement...
Was a while ago.

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