Divorced Heiress
Chapter 75

In the following days, I would meet with Vincent every day to study the state of the company and find evidence that would incriminate the Dubois and ensure they received the maximum penalty in jail for their multiple crimes. However, they had managed to hide many details and what we had was not compromising enough.

According to Vincent's lawyers, the maximum sentence he would receive would be four years, and honestly, that was not enough for me. Besides, there were no other evidence that implicated them, and it frustrated me. I wanted them out of my company and our lives, but what irritated me the most was that my father refused to talk about the document Paul had given him to sign.

He only said, -Trust me, I know what I'm signing.- How could I trust him when Paul showed me a paper without his signature, and it was probably a trap that he fell into?

I couldn't sit idly by and watch my family be destroyed. So, a lightbulb went off in my head, and I asked Jack to come to Vincent's office where we had been all afternoon, trying to find solutions for both the company and this circus set up by the Dubois. -You called.- Jack appeared almost immediately, and I nodded my head as I closed the door behind him, making sure there was no one lurking around and listening to us.

-Have the lawyers given any response regarding Rachel?- I asked straightforwardly. She was the only piece we had within reach that was key to bringing them all down, but if she didn't talk, it was as good as nothing.

-The same response as every day. She refuses to talk, says she doesn't know Paul or any Dubois, but the lawyers know she's lying.- I clicked my tongue in frustration upon hearing Jack's response. I paced back and forth, thinking about what I could do about it while the private investigator found all the evidence we needed.

-Can't that woman have even a little bit of intelligence? With the information she has, she could negotiate her freedom, and she'd rather lose everything to protect people who don't care about her in the least. How did she become your friend?- Vincent complained from his seat, unknowingly providing me with great help.

-Jack, prepare the private plane for the day after my birthday.- I said without hesitation, checking my digital agenda. I had a couple of meetings scheduled for that day, but they weren't that important. I could postpone them until I returned to Paris. -What? No, no, Jack, don't prepare anything until Sarah says what that twisted mind is thinking.- Vincent spoke worriedly as he stood up, not taking his eyes off me. I let out a tired sigh and approached the desk to face him.

-Tell me, how can I resolve things if we don't talk peacefully? Despite everything, Rachel was my friend before she decided to stoop so low. If she doesn't speak under the pressure of the lawyers, she will as a woman to another woman. I'll go back to New York just for that. I informed Vincent of my plans, and from his expression, he didn't seem entirely convinced.

-You've gone crazy. No. Jack, don't prepare anything. It's a huge risk you would be taking, everyone will notice.- Vincent walked around the desk, his cheeks flushed, and reached me, still furrowing his brow. I put my hands on my hips in a defiant pose and looked at him challengingly.

-Vincent, please, don't undermine me. The decision has been made, I won't lose anything by trying. Will you let me do this my way?- I asked calmly, stroking his arm to relax him a bit, but his gaze fixated on my hand, with no sign of calmness, and I let go of him. -Sarah, don't take it the wrong way. I understand that you want to do everything in your power for the sake of the family. It's just that all of this is very heated, and if something were to happen to you...- His green eyes looked sad as he spoke those words, and I couldn't help but smile half-heartedly, feeling touched.

-I know, I would be just as worried about you. To put your mind at ease, and since I know you can't come with me, I'll go with a couple of bodyguards. It will only be for a day.- I said, taking his hand to convey reassurance, and managed to make his furrowed brow disappear.

Vincent nodded his head after a moment of silence and hugged me while stroking my head.

-Keep me informed about everything and promise me you'll take care of yourself. He whispered in my ear, and I nodded in response.

-Count on it.- Vincent let me go, and Jack cleared his throat, grabbing both of our attention.

-The reservation for the private plane is ready. Anything else?- Jack asked, looking at us, and I smiled gratefully.

-Just that, Jack. Thank you.- Jack nodded his head and left the office.I wasn't sure if this would work, but at least I will have tried.

The Doinel villa was being decorated by a well-known company, my mother was in charge of preparing my birthday and was putting in a great effort and work, although for a "gathering". it was very exaggerated, this wouldn't be the small gathering that my father said.

I didn't say anything to not demotivate them, after all, the birthdays they had prepared for me had been very big and private, this would be my first birthday being known as the Doinel heiress, I supposed they wanted to make it more special than any other. The dress I chose with my mother was beautiful and simple, wine-colored with only one sleeve, the fabric was of the best quality and the mermaid tail highlighted my figure.

Once I was ready, I looked for my son in his room and smiled when I saw him dressed in his little wine-colored suit with a tie, just like my dress.

-But, what a beautiful and elegant boy.- I said with a smile as I made my way into his room, as soon as he saw me, he ran into my arms and I stooped to pick him up.

-Daddy Ales helped me get dressed, do you like it?- My smile faded when I heard his name come out of his lips and I combed his black hair with my hands.

-Alex from Alexander?- I asked, disguising my curiosity.

It was no wonder that my parents invited him and even let him go to Tristan's room to help him, now that I paid more attention, I found my son alone, that was what I thought before I heard Alexander's voice.

-Is there another Alexander that Tristan calls Daddy Ales?- I turned on my high-heeled sandals to find an Alexander dressed just like Tristan and with that, it was more than clear that he had taken care of both of their outfits.

Now, I had to endure Alexander Lancaster's presence at the -birthday party.-

Thank you, father.

-You're early.- I said pretending to be aware that he was invited to my birthday, although at this moment I was scolding my father in my mind.

-I wanted to arrive early to wish you a happy thirtieth birthday.- He said with a sweet tone that made me look at him with doubt, few were the times I heard him in that way. He revealed a small gift bag and Tristan got excited in my arms when he saw it. -It's for you.- A pang lodged in my chest, unable to avoid it, because suddenly I remembered that I never missed a birthday gift from him, until we got divorced, one could say that it was the only date I received a gift from Alexander, and now he was doing it again.

I had no intention of accepting his gift, but Tristan moved excitedly in my arms, looking at the gift bag and then at me, as if waiting for me to take it at any moment.

-Mom, it's a gift, open it.- Tristan kept moving and I looked at Alexander showing my discontent, but he didn't flinch, he just wanted me to receive that gift.

Without further ado, I took the gift bag in my hands, pleasing my son.

-Thank you. You shouldn't have bothered.- I said without intending to open it.

I glanced briefly at the bag and smiled half-heartedly.

-It wasn't a bother, open it.- Alexander requested with a slight smile that made him look embarrassed but confident.

-I'll do it later.- I responded in the hope that he wouldn't insist on it, but it wasn't him who insisted, it was Tristan.

-Please, Mom, open it, I want to see your gift.- I gave Alexander a disapproving look, suspecting that he had something to do with my son's sudden interest in seeing the gift.

-Our son is asking for it, are you going to disappoint him?- Alexander intervened, and I gave him an angry look, he just raised his hands in innocence and I agreed.

After all, it was just a gift that would end up being forgotten because apparently, it was some kind of jewelry.Alexander took Tristan in his arms when he realized my decision, so he could open the gift more comfortably.

I looked away from Alexander and focused on opening the red bag, only to find what I had imagined, but instead of one, there were two jewelry boxes.

-Thank you, it's beautiful.- I said as I saw the content and Alexander gave me a look to open the pair of boxes.

I let out an inaudible sigh and opened the smaller box, which seemed to contain a ring or earrings.

When I opened the box, my eyes widened unable to hide my surprise and my breath quickened immediately.

It was the ring he proposed to me with years ago, the one I left behind in his house along with all my belongings.

I looked at it astounded, not knowing what to say, I didn't understand what he intended by returning a ring that didn't belong to me.

-Open the other one.- His words made me shudder, at this point, I feared what I would find in that big box.

My hands trembled slightly as I held the box, I had a strange feeling in my chest that I didn't know how to describe, it didn't make me feel good, but it didn't make me feel bad either.

I opened the box and my body stood still when I found what I least expected.

A white gold chain with a pendant that reminded me of the last time I had it in my hands.

My wedding ring.

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