With my mother and sister utterly defeated my father Richard finally stood up and asked what was happening. I told him that Eleanor had intercepted all my letters for the past ten years making him believe I hated him. Because he was the only one who had ever taught me anything valuable by showing me how buildings were constructed when I was a child I handed him a clear title deed to a massive equestrian estate in Santa Barbara. I bought his freedom and told him he never had to see his toxic family again. Then I presented my father with a second document that drained the color from his face. I revealed that Eleanor had forged his signature to take out a twelve million dollar mortgage on their ancestral Oakridge estate to fund Harpers lavish business ventures. The bank was scheduled to foreclose on the property and throw them out onto the street.
I informed my stunned parents that I had personally paid off the twelve million dollar debt and taken permanent possession of the Oakridge property deed. My mother fell to her knees in panic and crawled across the beautiful Persian rug clutching the lapel of my jacket and begging me to save them with my immense wealth. I calmly removed her desperate hands from my clothing and used a clean silk handkerchief to wipe the fabric exactly where she had touched me rejecting her completely in front of everyone. I told Eleanor that she was now living in my guest room and that my security teams would arrive early in the morning to seize all her designer dresses and jewelry to satisfy the outstanding debt. I advised my weeping sister to find a minimum wage job scrubbing hotel rooms just as I had done a decade earlier when they abandoned me. My father left immediately for his new estate and I returned to my quiet penthouse having transformed myself from a discarded maid into a powerful sovereign who collected everything she was owed.