Chapter 2: Before the Sun Rises

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This entry is part 2 of 16 in the series My Son's Wife Forced Me To Use The Service Entrance At My Own Gala — Then I Called An Emergency Dawn Board Meeting To Revoke His 62% Share

My Son's Wife Forced Me To Use The Service Entrance At My Own Gala — Then I Called An Emergency Dawn Board Meeting To Revoke His 62% Share

Chapter 1: The Service Stairs Entrance.

Chapter 2: Before the Sun Rises

Chapter 4: Striking the Vulnerable

Chapter 6: The Newport Property Move

Chapter 7: Cracks in the Facade

Chapter 8: The Midnight Alliance

Chapter 12: The Spendthrift Lock

Chapter 13: The Gathering at the Mansion

The city outside my window was still a deep, inky blue. Streaks of bruised purple hinted at the coming dawn, but here, in my home office, the only light was the warm glow of my monitor. I had been at my desk since the moment I walked out of that ballroom, the echo of Chloe’s words still sharp.

I opened my Winthrop Capital executive dashboard, ready to review the agenda for the emergency board meeting I’d called. My fingers typed my credentials.

Then, a pop-up.

“Access denied. Account under administrative review.”

My breath hitched. This wasn’t a standard IT issue. I tried my personal corporate account, the one linked to my travel and operational expenses.

Again, “Access denied.”

A cold certainty settled in my stomach. This was Julian. He was making a preemptive strike, attempting to hobble my access to company funds, hoping to neutralize me before I could even step into the boardroom. He had chosen open war, not even waiting for the sun to rise.

I closed the financial dashboard. My gaze fell on a framed photograph on my desk: my late husband, proud and smiling, holding Maya as a toddler. This wasn’t just about Julian’s arrogance. This was about protecting what my husband had built, and what Maya deserved.

The war had begun.