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

were just as terrified, and the color drained

the room turned grim in an instant due

laughter rang out from the entrance, piercing the eerie atmosphere

in her mouth. “It looks like you’re not

infuriated. “Gwendolyn! You made

him with

the sound of a thunderclap over the speakers,

something wrong to be that scared

“You!”

around and

Gwendolyn pretended to be alarmed. “What happened to your face? ‘Idle and Lazy?’ Yup, these words suit you

his family fumed at

up and stared

on our ancestors, Gwendolyn! Would you dare do the same to prove you

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

choosing not to because you’re too afraid!”

provoke me? Too bad it’s not working.” The woman beamed while still enjoying her

family, Marcus gazed at Gwendolyn tenderly, albeit still not uttering a

his thoughts, nor did

come up with evidence that I did it. I won’t

just called me by my name, Hubby! She doesn’t respect me at all! And when did I

head began to hurt. “What does this have

that, Lorelai pouted and moved to stand behind

to Hector. “Gwendolyn’s right, Hector. If you’re accusing her of this, you have

committed acts of violence against me there. Where

tears streaming down his face, he continued, “You know me, Marcus. I’ve always loved Gwendolyn. I’m a softie who’s never really had much ambition.

Uncle Hector. You got Luke to threaten Charles to hurt me while I was still in Fairlake.

the exact same thing you just accused

woman opened up her bag, took out a