Divorced Heiress
Chapter 83

me from the president's office to his own, could relieve the pain.

I finished drinking the third glass of water that Alexander offered me to calm my nerves, but it didn't help at all. The headache was getting more intense. I felt like it was about to explode at any moment, not even the pill I took three hours ago, when Alexander took Everything was going from bad to worse. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that my father didn't realize what he was signing, especially coming from Paul, knowing how meticulous my father was with the documents he signed, it just didn't make sense, none of this made sense.

How was I supposed to solve this mess when my parents were nowhere to be found? I couldn't think straight, and with every passing second, the desperation grew. This was becoming too much for me, I didn't have the strength to face the problems that kept piling up. The only thing I needed right now was for my phone to ring and bring me the news that they found my parents alive.

-I just can't believe it, that jerk played dirty. But of course, he's getting what his mother thinks should have been hers. He didn't care about stepping over everyone and didn't mind getting his hands dirty. They surprise me more and more. They will do whatever they want as majority shareholders, no matter how much we oppose it, your shares and mine mean nothing in a board meeting.- Vincent was furious ever since Alexander told him the "good news". and I still couldn't believe this was happening no matter how much we talked about it.

Luckily, Tristan had fallen asleep, so he didn't have to witness the crisis we were all going through.

-If we can prove that the transfer of shares was signed under deception, maybe we can resolve it.- Alexander suggested beside me, and even though they were looking for solutions together, I was disconnected from their conversation, lost in my thoughts about my parents.

-He signed it while being in sound mind, so there must be some disability to consider it deception. They haven't even been declared dead to opt for the option of the heiress taking care of the annulment process.- Vincent responded irritated, but calmer compared to when he found out about Paul's achievement.

-Now that we are calmer, I will use my contacts to inform myself about the case, there must be some solution to all this madness. The Dubois family owners of Doinel? No way. Let them enjoy it while it lasts.- Vincent typed on his phone and looked at Tristan lying on the couch. -I'll talk outside, I don't want to wake the child, even though he has a good sleep, I wish I could sleep like that.-

Without waiting for a response, he left the office with his phone in hand. Alexander took a seat beside me and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close to his body, making my head rest on his chest.

-Everything will get better, darling, there's no evil that lasts a hundred years. You have my support for whatever you decide to do, you know that, right? You are strong and capable, we will find a way out of this, I know you're going through a tough situation, but when you feel ready, you'll rise from the ashes. You are Sarah Doinel, you can handle anything.- Alexander said above my head, while stroking my hair. Despite everyone giving me words of encouragement, my mood remained the same.

I lost my parents, my company, and my strength. At this moment, I wasn't in a condition to even think of a viable solution; this situation was overwhelming me.

The office door opened, and I thought it was Vincent returning from his call, but I dismissed that idea when I heard Abby's voice resonating in the office.

-I can't believe it, what the hell is happening in this place? I barely arrive and find out that my brother is the majority shareholder of this company, and just when I think they're looking for a way to put that idiot in his place, I find them here, hugging each other without lifting a finger. Are you kidding me? Where's the hidden camera?-

I looked at Abby, who was agitated, waving her hands in the air, complaining angrily with an ugly expression on her face.

I raised my head to look at her expressionless, and an unpleasant warmth invaded my chest because of her presence. I stood up, unable to contain my anger, and I didn't know if it was because she was a Dubois or because by now I didn't trust anyone, but I felt like she was just as responsible for this as her brother.

-Do you come pretending to not know what your brother planned? Or were you sent here to keep an eye on us?- I asked with a cold voice and her mouth quickly opened in a perfect O, as if she was offended by the direct and accusatory questions I just asked her. -What is happening in this place? Because I truly don't understand. You've known me all my life, right? Then tell me, do you think I would agree with the shit that my brother is doing? Do you think I would be involved in something so low and ruthless? Paul may be my brother, but right now, I hate him for what he did to you. No matter how much of a family he may be, I am against his bad decisions. Everyone has gone crazy in this place and I am to blame. Of course! Abby is the crazy one, Abby is the troublemaker, Abby is the impertinent one, blame Abby.-

Abby's words sounded so sincere that for a moment I believed she was telling the truth and I was judging her without knowing. After all, the private investigator found nothing in her that would make her look bad, but it was hard for me to believe in a member of the Dubois family.

Of course, I knew her very well. I knew that she was fair and transparent, however, at this point, anyone could hide their true face behind a mask of innocence.

-What is she doing here? Shouldn't you be with your brother enjoying his company?- Vincent entered the office and immediately showed his discontent with Abby's presence, attacking her from the first second, just like I did.

-Another one.- She said frustrated, taking a few aimless steps and turned towards us to look at us with red cheeks and indignation reflected in her eyes. -Alright, I accept that your emotionless cousin mistrusts me, but you, Sarah. Don't you know me? Haven't you heard that I will always be on the side of good? In this case, I don't care about blood ties, I hate injustices no matter where they come from.-

Her voice increased with each word she said and seeing that we didn't respond, other than looks of mistrust, she nodded her head before speaking. -Alright, I get it. You don't trust me because I'm a Dubois, well, I'm going to show you that I couldn't give a damn about carrying this surname that has been a curse to me.- She said so determined that something inside of me stirred, and without further ado, she stormed out with a determined look and her face red with anger.

As soon as she left, I sat back down with my hands on my head, which was hurting even more. I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing by not trusting her, of course I knew her and although sometimes it seemed like she was missing a screw, she was the fairest and most sincere person I knew. In fact, lying was something she detested, and the few lies she had told had been uncovered because of how poorly she did it.

-I don't know Abby very well and I haven't dealt with her because I don't like her one bit, but we have to give her the benefit of the doubt, it seems like she's telling the truth.- Alexander next to me spoke after a long silence, as if he had read my thoughts. Vincent, on the other hand, let out a humorless laugh and shook his head.

-Yeah, it's obvious you don't know her, she's a crazy person who acts without thinking, I think madness runs in the family, I don't believe her one bit.- Vincent spoke agitatedly and I frowned at the way he spoke about her.

-Well, I've known her since I can remember, and she is nothing like her family. Abby may be a little scatterbrained, but what her mother and brother are doing goes beyond limits, they are psychopaths, criminals. The investigator said it, she is clean and found nothing in her that would harm us in any way.- I defended her, regretting inside for judging and accusing her, although there was still mistrust, something inside me told me she was being sincere and that her rejection of Paul's decisions was real. -She is one of them!- Vincent insisted exasperatedly, and his tone of voice was so loud that it managed to wake Tristan from his deep sleep. -I'm sorry, I'm very stressed.- He apologized for waking up my son and turned his attention back to his cell phone. Alexander stepped forward and picked up Tristan, who was restless and scared, understandably so.

-Excuse me, Mr. Lancaster, the report you were waiting for has arrived.- Cristina appeared in the office with an envelope in her hand, and both Vincent and I became alert immediately.

It was the report on the plane's condition.

-Thank you, Cristina. No one found out, as we agreed, right?- Alexander asked as he got up from the sofa with Tristan in his arms and received the envelope with the information. -Everything was low-key as you ordered.- His assistant replied, and Alexander nodded before Cristina apologized and left the office.

-Vincent, read it. I handed the envelope to my cousin and quickly got up to take a look at what those documents said.

To start with, there was all the information about the plane, including the crew and passengers, in this case, my parents, the coordinates of the crash, and a general field inspection report, followed by a sketch of the remains of the plane and the results of the plane's condition, which indicated that indeed, the plane had been in maintenance and in good condition before taking off, but there was some tampering with the plane, which caused a mechanical failure half an hour after takeoff and made it impossible to control, causing the plane to crash into the sea.

My hair stood on end, and I had to make an effort not to collapse with this news in front of my son.

-This is what we needed, this is the evidence that it wasn't an accident and that the Dubois are responsible for this tragedy.- I said with a spark of hope that was quickly diminished by Vincent.

-This doesn't prove anything more than it was intentionally caused. We need evidence that directly incriminates them. We need to find who tampered with the plane and make them talk. I'll make sure the security cameras are reviewed until we find that person, there must be a clue. I'll mobilize the entire police department.-

Vincent put the documents back in the envelope after finishing reading and was about to leave when Paul appeared at the door, stopping any movement from my cousin.

I immediately got worried, thinking he had overheard our conversation, but that idea vanished when he spoke.

-You are still here, gathered like a happy family, that's good because we have a board meeting in five minutes, including the contributors.-

He looked at his watch, as if counting the seconds, and arrogantly glanced at Alexander.

With that expression, I assumed he was plotting his next move, but this time, I wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of doing whatever he pleased.

The confirmation of our suspicions about the accident brought me to my senses, snapped me out of the state of introspection I had been in with all the bad news I had been receiving in recent days.

This time, I was going to take control of my life and solve this whole mess with or without help. The desire to make him and whoever else was behind all the misfortunes of my family pay made me wake up, gave me strength to move forward and not let them do as they pleased.

I wouldn't give them the slightest chance to harm what remained of the Doinel family. I would do it for my parents, for my son, and for myself.

-Very well, we will be there. I have an important announcement to make.- I responded confidently, not showing any weakness he could take advantage of.

Alexander and Vincent looked at me confused and worried, while Paul smiled widely with sarcasm.

-I hope it's as important as the election of the new CEO of Doinel. Can you guess who will win by a majority of votes?-