Savannah's POV
He picked up the first ring. I did not know why I called even though I had vowed to myself not to stoop that low.
I cut the call immediately after I heard what he had done, deciding to leave it at that. It was a miniscule amount of money anyway, a small fortune to him but miniscule to me.
But today, as I got ready prepping for the ball that would be happening in two hours, I could not ignore the urge and not call him.
A part of me was eager to hear him insult me one last time, and then, when I finally did get crowned the heir, I wanted to watch his face contort into all forms of surprise before I kicked him out of my mansion.
"Why are you calling?" he asked, his voice relaxed.
"You know why I'm calling you? "Why did you clear out my account?" I asked him.
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