Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“This isn’t all,” the woman said. “He wrote a will before he passed away, stating that he wanted. to sell this Starhill Garden house and give all the proceeds to his mistress as if taking care of her for the rest of her life. Can you believe it? It’s enough to drive me crazy!”

“Indeed!” Doris thought of her sister and remarked, “This property is part of your marriage assets. Why should you sell it and give the money to his mistress?”

“But he left a will,” the woman said. “If I don’t follow it, his family will blame me for going against his wishes.”

“So, what do you plan to do?” Doris seemed to understand the woman’s thoughts.

“Well, since that jerk specified that all the money from selling the house goes to his mistress, I’ll just do as he said.”

“Are you suggesting…”

The woman raised a finger, “I’ll sell it for one dollar, and then donate all the house to the mistress, as per the will!”

“One dollar?” Doris exclaimed. “Isn’t that too cheap?”

“What? Do you want me to sell it for two dollars and give that bitch an extra dollar? Am I supposed to be that generous?”

Doris, “…” Wasn’t it more complicated than that?

the money has to be given to the mistress. Could it be that selling it for more money would mean she’s practically helping that

absolutely out of the question!

she still feels like she’s

be lucky she’s not getting slapped for being

now she wants a

just giving away that

Ms. Doris, can you negotiate? Would one cent work? One cent feels just right to me!”

frowned. “Just be magnanimous and give her the dollar. You can’t

The woman turned to Haider. “The property

presented the prepared contract, “Ms. Doris, please

“Ms. Doris hasn’t transferred the house payment to

don’t need to go through that,” Doris opened her bead bag, “I have the

handed it to

“I’ll donate the entire house payment to our mistress. She’s counting on

coin in her wallet, wrote a receipt for the transfer fee, and then left.

leave the bubble tea shop, she turned back and glanced

looking down at his phone, his face

played her part, hoping to please Mr. Adelmar.

heart, the woman