The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038

Paige didn't give a damn about him and marched straight up to the cops.

She pulled out a stack of legal documents: "Hey there, this is the ownership ruling for this house. I'm the rightful owner, and I've retracted my gift to Peyton, so this house is now mine."

The cops took the documents and scrutinized them carefully, verifying the address and house number. After nodding in approval, they handed the documents back to Paige and tumed to Grant: "Mr. Sutton, this house is now owned by Paige. Do you have any connection

with her

Grant looked utterly taken aback.

"What legal documents are these? I have no clue! Without my consent, these are null and void!"

"Are you connected with Paige?" They asked again.

"Nope. Paige replied.

"Well then, without Miss Paige's consent, you can't enter this house. The cops frowned at him.

"That document is a sham!"

Grant was getting frantic

"Ellory, aren't you a lawyer? Explain it to your illiterate daddy" Paige said with an air of impatience.

Ellory's expression hardened.

"Oh, and by the way," Paige continued, "I've already applied to the court to retrieve all the properties I gifted to my mom abroad, as well as the cash gifts. From what I know you've spent most of this money righ to pay me back once the court rules."

"You-!!"

Enraged, Grant roared and raised his hand to strike

"What do you think you're doing!"

The cops drew their batons and shouted at Grant.

Mike and the other bodyguards stood by, looking rather impatient with nothing to do.

"Sorry to have you guys come all this way for this minor issue, really no need to involve the police." Rosalynn said graciously. "We can handle this ourselves."

This was a family matter.

The cops didn't want to get involved either.

After hearing her out, they shot a waming glance at Grant and his posse: "There are cameras everywhere. Don't lay your hands on anyone, or no one gets away with it. You lot, I remember you guys. Been to jail before, right?"

The thugs brought along looked extremely embarrassed.

"If you don't want to go back to jail, I suggest you head home!"

With that, the cops left.

At this moment, a man stepped out from a car behind.

He appeared young but carried a remarkable air about him.

Expressionless, he strolled over.

One of the thugs thought he looked familiar

He racked his brain and then his face lit up with joy. "Mr. Scott?!!"

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him.

Grant frowned at the thug, then turned his gaze to the man approaching - Baillie.

"Mr. Scott?"