Billionaire Visits His Abandoned Home, But Shocked to See His Dead Wife Living There With His Son.

Nathan stopped at the door. He didn’t turn around.

“Good,”

he said.

“Because I don’t want to be the son of a woman like you.”

And he walked out, slamming the door behind him. Nathan sat in his car in his mother’s driveway, shaking all over. His phone rank. He looked at the screen. It was Rebecca, his assistant. He answered.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Cole, thank goodness. I’ve been trying to reach you all day. We have a situation.”

“What situation?”

Nathan asked tiredly.

“Mrs. Patricia Cole, your mother, she called the office an hour ago,”

Rebecca said.

“She’s claiming that someone broke into your old property on Maple Street. She wants you to call the police and have them removed.”

Nathan’s blood went cold.

“She what?”

“She said squatters have been living there illegally,”

Rebecca explained.

“She wants them arrested. She said she’s going to call the police herself if you don’t handle it. Mr. Cole, what’s going on?”

Nathan closed his eyes. His mother was already making her move. She was going to have Evelyn and Lucas arrested, thrown out of the house, maybe even thrown in jail.

“Rebecca, don’t do anything,”

Nathan said quickly.

“Don’t call the police. Don’t talk to my mother. Don’t do anything until you hear from me again.”

“But Mr. Cole.”

“I said don’t do anything!”

Nathan shouted, then more quietly.

“Please trust me on this.”

He hung up before she could respond. Nathan started his car and drove fast. He had to get back to Maple Street. He had to warn Evelyn. His mother wasn’t going to let this go. She was going to fight back, and she was going to fight dirty. The war had begun.

Nathan’s car screeched to a stop in front of the house on Maple Street. He jumped out and ran to the front door, his heart pounding. He knocked hard.

“Evelyn! It’s me!”

The door opened quickly. Evelyn stood there, her face pale and scared.

“What’s wrong?”

she asked.

“You look.”

“We need to talk,”

Nathan said, breathing hard.

“Right now. Can I come in?”

Evelyn hesitated, then stepped aside. Nathan came in and closed the door behind him.

“Where’s Lucas?”

he asked.

“Still in his room with his headphones on,”

Evelyn said.

“Nathan, what happened? Did you see your mother?”

“Yes,”

Nathan said.

“And it was worse than I thought. She admitted everything, Evelyn. She admitted she knew you were alive. She admitted she got rid of you on purpose.”

Evelyn’s hand went to her mouth.

“Oh no.”

“But there’s more,”

Nathan said.

“She called my office. She’s trying to have you arrested for living here illegally. She’s going to call the police.”

All the color drained from Evelyn’s face.

“What? No. No, she can’t.”

“She can and she will,”

Nathan said.

“My mother doesn’t make threats she doesn’t follow through on. We need to act quickly.”

“Act fast? How?”

Evelyn asked, her voice rising with panic.

“Nathan, if the police come, they’ll arrest me. They’ll take Lucas. They’ll put him in foster care or.”