He Swapped My Baby , So I Destroyed His Empire

"Dad, I'll agree to the arranged marriage. I'm divorcing Miles Winfield in three days. Book me the earliest flight out."

Silence on the other end. Then my father's voice came through, equal parts fury and relief:

"You've finally come to your senses! Back then you refused to marry anyone but him, even cut ties with the family over it. Better late than never. The ticket's booked. Come home and take over the company!"

I hung up and sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Hearing my family's support hardened something inside me.