The heavy office door suddenly swung wide open, hitting the wall with a loud thud. Evelyn stood in the doorway, her arms folded tightly over her sharp tweed jacket. Her eyes were hard and cold like ice as she locked her gaze onto Connor holding the black leather binder. She demanded to know what he was doing inside her private room, ordering him to put her personal files back on the desk immediately.
Connor stood his ground, raising the binder high in his hand as he confronted his mother. He openly called her a fraud, revealing that he had just read the original trust fund deed left by his father. He told her plainly that she had no legal right to control the estate or threaten his wife with fake custody lawsuits. Evelyn's face turned pale for a second, but she quickly masked her shock behind a cold, arrogant smile.
Evelyn stepped further into the room, claiming she had only hidden the trust terms to protect the family legacy because Connor was too young to manage millions of dollars. She dismissed Clara as a weak outsider who did not belong in high society, stating openly that she was merely teaching her daughter-in-law a lesson in obedience. Hearing those words, Clara spoke up through her tears, reminding Evelyn how she had just forced her to eat cake until she choked on the floor.
Evelyn snapped at Clara to stay silent, telling her she was nothing more than an unwelcome guest inside the house. Connor immediately stepped directly between his mother and his wife, shielding Clara from Evelyn's furious glare. He raised his voice, warning his mother to never speak to his wife like that again. He pointed out that Evelyn's coercive threats were nothing short of illegal blackmail, promising that her reign over their lives ended right now.
Connor pointed out that his thirty-fifth birthday was only weeks away, which meant the trustee status would automatically expire very soon. He realized out loud that Evelyn had been trying to destroy his marriage on purpose, hoping to drive Clara away before the legal transfer of power occurred so she could keep manipulating him forever. Evelyn glared at her son with intense bitterness, unable to deny the truth of his words as her control slipped away.
Taking full charge of the situation, Connor declared that he was freezing all personal financial allowances from the primary estate account under the rules of his father's original will. Evelyn gasped in horror, realizing that her easy access to family money was instantly cut off. Connor ordered her to leave the study immediately, threatening to have house security escort her off the property if she refused. Evelyn glared at them with pure hatred before turning on her heel and sweeping out into the hallway, her high heels clicking loudly against the polished marble floor.