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 the floor, his legs trembling

just as terrified,

atmosphere inside the room turned grim in an instant

from the entrance, piercing the eerie atmosphere

like you’re not being honest, Uncle Hector. Even the skies aren’t buying your words,” she remarked with a

was infuriated. “Gwendolyn! You

him

of a thunderclap over the speakers, but she certainly didn’t expect Hector’s family to jump in fright

done something wrong to be that scared of a little thunder, Uncle

“You!”

turned around and

to be alarmed. “What happened to your face? ‘Idle and Lazy?’ Yup,

at

and stared at her

courage to swear on our ancestors, Gwendolyn! Would you dare do the same to prove you didn’t

You chose to do that. It doesn’t

you’re too

Too bad it’s not working.”

family, Marcus gazed at Gwendolyn tenderly,

could read his thoughts, nor did they dare

to come up with evidence

Hector could respond. “Look at how she just called me by my name, Hubby! She

hurt. “What does this have to do with you?

Lorelai pouted and moved to stand behind

right, Hector. If you’re accusing her of this, you have

out, abducted me, took me 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

a softie who’s never really had much ambition.

Marcus could. “That’s because you’ve always wanted to kill me, Uncle Hector. You

scoffed. “Such baseless accusations! You’re doing the exact same thing you just accused me

have proof.” With a grin, the woman