The Ex and Her Riches

Upon hanging up, she relayed the instructions for the building’s decor and returned to the Harris residence.

The woman parked her car by the hillside and took out the spare keys to Treyton’s villa that he had given her prior.She went in and grabbed some things before heading to the ancestral hall leisurely.

As soon as she reached the entrance, she could already hear the sounds of sobbing from Hector’s wife, Nina Ross.

“Look, Marcus! You’ve seen Hector’s face now. This is all Gwendolyn’s doing. You can’t be partial toward her this time!”

Nina and Hector’s son, Luke, was just as livid. “Gwendolyn’s gone too far this time, Uncle Marcus. No matter what, my dad’s still her uncle and someone older than her. She can’t do this to him even if he’s done something to upset her!”

Amid all the complaints from Hector’s family, Marcus sat in his wheelchair in silence, fiddling with the prayer beads in his hand.

Leif stood next to him and sighed, looking as though he was withholding his words.

Noticing that, Marcus asked, “Is there something you want to say?”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

“It’s fine. I’m here, so speak your mind.”

Leif pondered briefly before stating, “I don’t think it’s wise to only listen to what Mr. Hector’s family has to say, Mr. Marcus. If Mr. Hector is accusing Ms. Gwendolyn of such acts, then there should at least be some form of proof.”

Lorelai was instantly enraged. “Hubby, you know Gwendolyn’s temper. She’s always been selfish and arrogant, so it’s really no surprise if she did this! Why would we need proof?”

Marcus remained quiet, and no one could tell what was on his mind.

Suddenly, Hector rose from his seat, walked toward the family altar, and knelt before it. “I, Hector Harris, swear on our ancestors that Gwendolyn did harm me with acid,” he declared firmly. “May the skies rumble and I be struck by lightning if I turn out to be lying!”

As soon as he finished, a thunderous boom sounded from outside.

so startled that he curled up into a ball on

just as terrified,

the room turned grim in an instant due to the

rang out from the entrance, piercing the

woman pushed the door open with an orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth. “It looks like you’re not being honest,

“Gwendolyn! You made that

dismissed him with

blare the sound of a thunderclap over the speakers, but she certainly didn’t

that scared of a little

“You!”

turned around and

to your face? ‘Idle and Lazy?’ Yup, these words suit you

his family fumed at the

man jumped up and stared at her in

our ancestors, Gwendolyn! Would you dare

our ancestors? You chose to do that. It doesn’t mean

because you’re too afraid!” Luke chimed

you trying to provoke me? Too bad it’s not working.” The

the head of the family, Marcus gazed at Gwendolyn

read his thoughts,

I hurt you, Uncle Hector, but that’s a baseless accusation. You’ll have to come up with evidence that

name, Hubby! She doesn’t respect me at all! And when

head began to hurt. “What does this have to do with you? Be quiet!”

pouted and

accusing her of

down to some unknown basement, and committed acts of violence against me there. Where am I supposed to find any evidence if she removed every trace of it after she was

always loved Gwendolyn. I’m a softie who’s never really had much ambition. Would I be pointing my

Uncle Hector. You got Luke to threaten Charles to hurt me while I was still in Fairlake. Don’t

scoffed. “Such baseless accusations! You’re doing the

proof.” With a grin, the woman opened up her bag, took out a