The Don’s Daughter They Tried to Evict

The hospital room door swung open, pulling me back from my memories.

Tom stepped inside. Two equally composed men in matching formal attire followed closely behind him.

“Miss Ella, everything has been fully arranged.”

He placed a sleek black premium bank card on the bedside table.

“All medical fees have been settled. I’ve booked a private luxury suite on the top floor, and you may move there at your convenience.”

I nodded faintly in acknowledgment.

Tom then handed me a thick sealed folder.

“I’ve compiled all the latest investigation records. Jack and Lily have been in a romantic relationship for half a year. Over these months, they have misused corporate funds to travel to Paris, Rome, and the Maldives, splurging on countless luxury goods. This folder contains their flight records, hotel check-in documents, and explicit photos of the pair.”

I flipped open the folder, and the candid snapshots burned sharply into my vision.

“Additionally,” Tom continued in a solemn tone, “I anticipated potential trouble. Yesterday, our team retrieved all valuable belongings from your residence and relocated them to a secure location.”

“We have also increased security around the private senior residence to protect the Don and Donna,” Tom continued. “Lily claimed your parents’ expenses were too high and moved them to the cheapest room. We reversed the change immediately using our own funds.”

My fingers tightened around the edge of the blanket.

My father had told me more than once that after my child was born, he and my mother planned to retire completely. They were tired of carrying the weight of the Bellandi name. They wanted to hand the family over to me.

And to Jack.

My throat tightened at the thought.

Before all of this, my parents had truly intended to accept him. My father had already begun preparing the transfer of several family businesses under my name, with Jack positioned beside me as my husband and future partner. My mother had even said that if Jack proved loyal, the Bellandi family would treat him as their own son.

That was why they moved into the senior residence ahead of time.

They wanted to adjust to a quieter life before the baby arrived.

Tom’s phone vibrated abruptly.

He answered the call, and his expression darkened noticeably after listening to the report.

“Miss Ella, Lily led a group of staff to the senior care facility moments ago. She demanded their immediate eviction. She claimed you could never afford such expensive fees and even... slandered you by saying you stole the money from the company.”

I jolted upright in the hospital bed, my muscles tensing with suppressed fury.

“There is no need to worry,” Tom quickly reassured me. “We acted in advance. Our security team transferred your parents to the private family estate before Lily arrived. They are safe and completely undisturbed.”

I exhaled a long breath and leaned back against the pillow.

“Ella,” his deep voice was steady and unflappable, “I am aware of everything that has happened.”

“I’m sorry for making you worry, Father.” My tone remained gentle. “I will resolve all of this properly.”

“Very well.” He paused briefly, his tone firm yet measured. “Bear in mind, we no longer engage in brutal or underhanded tactics. Handle this matter through legitimate, legal channels. Make them pay for every reckless choice they have made.”

“I understand.” I ended the call, my gaze turning cold and unyielding.

I had originally planned to swallow this bitter betrayal and let them make a clean, dignified exit without dragging things through the mud.

But they crossed the unforgivable line by targeting my parents and my unborn child. From that moment forward, I would show them absolutely no mercy.