The Bride They Rejected Owned Half Their Empire Chapter 04
“Dad.”Â
I stood in the private parlor and watched AldenÂ
walk through the door.Â
He wore a tailored charcoal suit, with Marigold.Â
right beside him, walking in perfect sync likeÂ
long–time business partners.Â
Memories flooded back to the day he’d sent meÂ
away to live with my grandmother.Â
He’d knelt down, patted my head, and promisedÂ
he’d come get me soon.Â
I was six years old back then.Â
I waited fifteen long years for that promise.Â
It wasn’t until a month ago that he suddenly calledÂ
me out of the blue, saying he’d arranged anÂ
excellent high–society marriage match for me.Â
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done today?”Â
He stopped three steps in front of me, his toneÂ
sharp and furious.Â
“I showed up for the family betrothal you arrangedÂ
for me. The marriage covenant legally names meÂ
as the eldest Voss daughter–and that’s me.”Â
“This is absolute foolishness!” He slammed hisÂ
palm hard against the wooden cabinet besideÂ
him.Â
“I told you clearly over the phone this marriage.Â
was always meant for Seraphina! WhatÂ
possessed you to crash this wedding uninvited?”Â
“Then why did you let the covenant state ‘eldestÂ
Voss daughter‘ instead of simply writing.Â
Seraphina’s name?”Â
He froze momentarily, caught off guard by myÂ
direct question.Â
Marigold cut in smoothly beside him.Â
“Grandfather insisted on using the traditionalÂ
old–money wording for the formal betrothalÂ
paperwork.”Â
“Dad didn’t have the heart to go against his finalÂ
wishes. Everyone in both families knew perfectlyÂ
well Seraphina was always meant to be the bride.”Â
A perfectly polished excuse–blame everything onÂ
the late grandfather who could no longer defendÂ
himself.Â
“Was the thirty percent breach compensation.Â
clause also Grandfather’s idea?”Â
Marigold had no response.Â
Alden frowned deeply at me.Â
“Don’t think you can manipulate the entire Harrington empire with one piece of paper.”Â
“Kael has a fierce, unyielding temper. Push him tooÂ
far, and he’ll make you regret every single move you make.”Â
“That’s my problem to handle.”Â
“Your problem?” His voice rose in anger.Â
“Every year of your schooling was funded by VossÂ
family money. You’ve lived off the Voss name your entire life.”Â
“What capability do you even have to take on a powerful family like the Harringtons alone?”Â
“You were the one who sent me away. You wereÂ
the one who called me back.”Â
“You told me to marry into this family alliance, andÂ
I obeyed. Now you turn around and say I’m not theÂ
intended bride?”Â
“Alden Voss–what exactly do you want from me?”Â
I spoke his full name without a shred of deference.Â
His face flushed with rage.Â
“How dare you address me by my given name?”Â
“I’ll call you by your name. If you refuse toÂ
recognize me as your daughter, don’t expect me toÂ
treat you like a father.”Â
A heavy silence filled the entire room.Â
Marigold stepped forward quickly, grabbingÂ
Alden’s arm to calm him down.Â
“She’s inherited her mother’s stubborn, headstrongÂ
personality exactly.”Â
“The more you argue with her, the more defiantÂ
she becomes. Let Seraphina talk some sense intoÂ
her instead.”Â
Her words cut deeper than any insult ever could.Â
I knew exactly what she meant.Â
My birth mother had been driven out of the VossÂ
household precisely because of that sameÂ
unyielding spirit.Â
“Elowen.” Alden took a deep breath, trying toÂ
regain his composure.Â
“I’ll give you one final offer. Sign the terminationÂ
papers, return to Coastal Haven Town, and I’ll giveÂ
you a generous lump sum of money.”Â
“You can live whatever life you want from then on.”Â
“If you refuse to sign… you will no longer beÂ
recognized as a member of the Voss family.”Â
“What exactly am I supposed to sign away?”Â
“The marriage covenant is legally binding. MyÂ
name is officially recorded in the Voss familyÂ
lineage archive.”Â
“If this goes to court, the law and the facts areÂ
both on my side.”Â
He stared at me with a cold, distant gaze–not likeÂ
a father looking at his daughter, but a man glaring at an obstacle in his path.Â
He leaned over and whispered something quietly to Marigold.Â
She nodded, walked to the door, and spoke a fewÂ
quiet words to someone outside.Â
Moments later, the parlor door swung open.Â
Dozens of Voss and Harrington family guests filedÂ
inside, lining up on either side to stare me downÂ
judgmentally.Â
“Alden.” Brianna stepped into the room as well.Â
“Are you going to discipline your eldest daughterÂ
or not?”Â
*Stand before everyone here and clarify once andÂ
for all who this marriage was meant for.”Â
Alden turned to face the crowd of guests, thenÂ
glanced back at me one last time.Â
“I, Alden Voss, will state this clearly for everyoneÂ
present today.”Â
“This family betrothal was arranged betweenÂ
myself and the late Graham Harrington, intended solely for Seraphina Voss.”Â
“Elowen is indeed my biological eldest daughter,Â
but she has lived apart from the family since. childhood and holds no real connection to the Voss household anymore.”Â
“Her disruptive behavior today is entirely her own doing. The Voss family accepts no responsibility for her actions.”Â
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the guests.Â
It seemed everyone was siding with his version ofÂ
the story.Â
“Very well, Alden.”Â
I held up my notarized vital records high for everyone to see.Â
“Your signature and fingerprint are still fresh on this official legal document.”Â
“Do you honestly think a judge will believe yourÂ
casual verbal denial… or your legally signed andÂ
notarized paperwork?”Â
Alden’s eyes narrowed sharply with rage.Â
The next second, he stepped forward toward me.Â
I thought he planned to snatch the document outÂ
of my hands.Â
I didn’t flinch or move away.Â
But his hand never reached for the papers.Â
The slap landed hard and sharp across my cheek.Â
The force of it knocked me half a step sideways,Â
my ankle twisting awkwardly in my high heels.Â
Complete silence fell over the room.Â
Marigold covered her mouth in feigned shock andÂ
horror.Â
Alden’s hand trembled with anger after strikingÂ
- me.Â
“Keep this up, and next time it will be far worseÂ
than a simple slap.”Â
I slowly steadied my footingÂ
I wiped the faint trail of blood from the corner ofÂ
my mouth with the back of my hand.Â
Seraphina appeared in the doorway out ofÂ
nowhere, rushing forward to grab Alden’s arm.Â
“Dad, please don’t be angry with her. She’s just. naive and misguided. Calm down.”Â
kept my head lowered, my gaze fixed on the crumpled notarized document clutched in myÂ
hand.Â
Seraphina knelt down beside me, her voice lowered to a taunting whisper only I could hear.Â
“Elowen… are you ready to sign yet?”Â
I didn’t look up at her.Â
My eyes were fixed on the screenshot I’d saved in my phone gallery ten minutes earlier–the text message I’d captured from her fallen phone.Â
Rowan: Babe, don’t panic about the baby situation. I’ll handle everything.Â
I slowly stood up straight.Â
I lifted my head to face the crowd of Voss relatives, Harrington family members, and all the judgmental onlookers.Â
“I’m not signing anything.”Â
“And I have something I’d like to ask Seraphina inÂ
front of every single person here today.”Â
Seraphina’s smug smile froze completely on herÂ
face.Â
“Seraphina Voss… who is Rowan Sloane?”

