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.

was so startled that he curled up into a ball on the floor,

terrified, and the color drained from their

atmosphere inside the room turned grim

Gwendolyn’s laughter rang out from the entrance,

open with an orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth. “It looks like you’re not being honest, Uncle Hector. Even the skies aren’t buying your words,” she

was infuriated. “Gwendolyn! You made that noise,

him with

had merely gotten Ezra to blare the sound of a thunderclap over the speakers, but

something wrong to be that scared

“You!”

turned around and

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

his family fumed at the

and stared at her

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

I need to swear on our ancestors? You chose to do

to because you’re too

Too bad it’s not working.” The

Marcus gazed at Gwendolyn tenderly, albeit still not uttering

the crowd could read his thoughts, nor did they dare

a baseless accusation. You’ll have to come up with evidence that I did it. I won’t

could respond. “Look at how she just called me by my name, Hubby! She doesn’t respect me at all! And when did I ever pick

hurt. “What does this have to do

Lorelai pouted and

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

took me down to some unknown basement, and committed acts of violence against me there. Where am

continued, “You know me, Marcus. I’ve always loved Gwendolyn. I’m a softie who’s never really had much ambition. Would I be pointing my finger at her if she

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

the exact same thing

forgotten, Uncle Hector. I do have proof.” With a grin, the woman opened up her bag, took out a properly-filed