A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 123

“You want to solve the problem? Then hurry up and give us eighty

thousand! They’re demanding one hundred and sixty thousand. Your

granny and I dug into our life savings, and we now have a total of eighty

thousand. Emerson is your mother’s brother, so it’s only fair that she helps

pay for the remaining eighty thousand!” Hermann said in the most

matter–of–factly tone possible.

Alessandra didn’t dare protest even though she had no money.

Roselynn, on the other hand, was on the verge of exploding with anger.

Uncle Emerson is nothing but a sc*mbag who indulges in vices like

drinking, gambling, and fooling around! I wouldn’t even pay one dollar for

him, let alone one hundred and sixty thousand! He got a woman pregnant

at the age of twenty–one and married her as a result. After she gave birth

to Henrietta and Jamison, however, he divorced her with the excuse of her

gaining weight. He never even bothered to look after his kids after the

divorce. All he did was leave them with Granddad and Granny while he

enjoyed his life of vice outside. He even took things to a whole new level by

trying to make a fortune overseas, only to end up failing and getting

himself in trouble with the gangsters over there! Serves him right! A

him shouldn’t even be allowed to come back! His

to pollute

way about Emerson, he

into account as well. “We don’t

eighty thousand a year, and we’re

but she took up

some of the expenses. Even then, it still isn’t enough.

we can

a decent amount of

was

is your brother, Alessandra! You have to

you don’t have the money, then get it

an adult

issues paying eighty

his sights on Roselynn

that door.

up quite a

did not feel

a despicable

probably would have reluctantly agreed to

was clearly not the

us money in

because he knew

them.

as an

to refuse

red with frustration. She

not get the money back if she

struggling to come up with

money, huh? Do you know how

pay back the money that you owe? Well,

years ago

I don’t think you’ve paid