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Howard looked at me for a long moment before slowly stepping onto the stage.
The ballroom fell silent as he adjusted the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, “before tonight’s fundraising begins, there is something you deserve to know.” Vivian smiled confidently, expecting another speech praising the Hayes family.
Monica lifted her phone to record.
Howard opened a leather folder and continued, “Six months ago, following the passing of Terence Hayes, ownership of Hayes Investments, the Hayes Foundation, every affiliated company, and all associated assets was legally transferred to one person.” Vivian straightened proudly.
Monica whispered, “Here it comes.” Howard looked directly at me. “Please welcome the sole owner and chairwoman of the Hayes Group… Mrs.
Eleanor Hayes.” The room erupted into shocked whispers. Every camera turned toward me.
Vivian’s smile disappeared instantly. Monica slowly lowered her phone, her face completely pale.
I calmly walked onto the stage beside Howard.
Vivian rushed forward. “That’s impossible!” she shouted. “Terence would never leave everything to her!” Howard quietly handed her a certified copy of the will. “Mrs. Hayes, these documents were witnessed, notarized, and approved six months ago.
Your son left everything to his wife.” Vivian’s hands began shaking as she flipped through the pages. “There must be another copy!” Howard shook his head. “There isn’t.” I stepped toward the microphone. “Six months ago, the morning after my husband’s funeral, my suitcases were thrown onto the lawn. My clothes were left in the mud.
My wedding album was destroyed.
I was told I deserved nothing.” The ballroom remained completely silent. “The people responsible believed I had no money, no power, and nowhere to go.