After the Divorce, I Took My Three Daughters and Moved to California. While My Ex-Mother-in-Law Was Busy Treating My Husband’s Son With Another Woman Like the Heir to Her Fortune, the Housekeeper Suddenly Walked Into a Family Dinner With an Envelope—and One Sentence Left Everyone at the Table Completely Stunned.

“If staying with you is such a privilege, why do I have to abandon my sisters to earn it?”

Graham went silent.

Then Audrey said something I will remember forever.

“I don’t need a bigger bedroom. I need my family to stop making me choose sides.”

I walked into the room.

Graham saw me.

For once, he had nothing to say.

“Your documents are by the door,” I told him.

He left five minutes later.

Audrey waited until his car disappeared before looking at me.

“Are we still going?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

That night, she helped her sisters label moving boxes.

I thought the worst was behind us.

I had no idea that across town, inside Vivian Mercer’s estate, another problem was already waiting to explode.