The Billionaire Heiress Strikes Back (Veronica and Carter) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

The Heiress

Veronica’s POV

Meghan was at a loss of worlds, clearly this wasn’t how she planned for things to go. She thought she could humiliate me and everything would just be alright. People will praise her and I will leave in shame. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen.

Unfortunately, that

“The fact that you can’t even pretend to have shame makes this whole situation a lot more pathetic,” she huffed.

“Pathetic, you said?” I chuckled. “You speak as though you are not pregnant as well. Maybe you should look at yourself first before you try to talk to me!”

“Stop this madness, Veronica! Can’t you see that you are embarrassing yourself. Just apologize and I promise you I will put all this behind us and take you back,” Carter said, triggering gasps from the crowd.

Even Meghan was shocked at his words. I guess she was not expecting

that.

“She is not going anywhere with you!” Orthon said coldly. “She has moved on as you can see!”

Carter glared at Orthon in annoyance. “Why are you always so quick to speak for her? Even the man she cheated on me with doesn’t defend her this much.” He turned his attention back to me. “Like I said, Veronica, apologize and I will let this slide.”

“And who the hell do you think you are that she will do that?”

All eyes traced that voice to the man on the wheelchair, being rolled in by lus bodyguards. A blanket of tension spread over the room as everyone held their breath.

I have never seen my

father in a formal meeting before but now, I could tell why he was feared and respected. His mere aura was enough to order a pin drop silence in the room.

Carter and Meghan who had been running their mouth effortlessly couldn’t utter a word. A smirk played on my lips..

The guards stopped him at the center of the room and he faced Carter squarely

“I believe I asked a question. Who are you that she should apologise to you?” His tone was deadly calm.

“I… I didn’t mean to disrupt your event or anything but this woman here has wronged me greatly.” Carter said and I looked at him in disbelief.

“How so?” My father asked, even though there was no curiosity in his expression.

Meghan didn’t even let Carter speak, she just jumped in with her useless opinion, “Because she is not the angel you think she is. She is a chronic cheat who has not only taken Carter’s calm nature for granted but has

also…”

“I wasn’t talking to you,” my father coldly interrupted and gasps punctuated with low chuckles followed. “I’m still waiting for your response, Mr Grayson or you will be thrown out of my building. You and that lousy date of yours.”

Their faces turned red in embarrassment.

“If you must know, the woman you are sleeping with is my wife! We haven’t even gotten a divorce yet!” Carter growled, glaring at him with all

his might

At that, the tension in the room became almost unbearable. I wanted to

laugh.

“Your wife?” My father’s voice sliced through the air. “How convenient that you forgot to mention that little detail, Mr. Grayson.”

“I’ve tried everything to get her to come back to me!” Carter continued, hist frustration rising. “She doesn’t deserve to walk around like nothing ever happened, pretending everything is fine while I’m stuck…”

“No one cares, Carter,” my father interrupted, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “She does not owe you anything and you definitely have no right to bother her about it.”

The crowd shifted uncomfortably, but they knew better than to challenge him. My father had spoken, and his word was final.

“Now,” Meshach said, his voice dark and calm, the room hanging on his every syllable, “since you seem to be under some delusion about who Veronica is, let me clarify. Veronica is my daughter. She is the rightful heir to the Peyton legacy.”

There was a long, stunned silence. My breath caught in my throat, but my father wasn’t finished.

“She is my daughter,” he repeated, his eyes narrowing on Carter and

Meghan, who were both too stunned to speak. “And I intend to ensure she is treated as such. You will never speak to her in this manner again. You understand me?”

The gasps that followed as everyone started recovering one after the other. I chuckled to myself, especially at Meghan’s flustered expression. I wonder what she would have to say now.

“But… but… that can’t be right…. Veronica is a pauper from a very poor

family!” Meghan blurted.