You, Me And Our Genus Twins

Chapter 214

The bodyguard nodded. "Yes, ma'am. I'll get to it right away."

Amelia watched her bodyguard leave, and she cheered up considerably now that she could finally throw Angie out of the Colt household. She detested the girl, who had been a thorn in her side, ever since the Wendels dropped her off here. There were plenty of occasions where Amelia thought about sending Angie away, but the Wendels had told her to take good care of the wench, and she was not stupid enough to go against their word. She dared not so much as lay a finger on Angie either.

It was only after she had seen the cold shoulder Michael and Crystal had given Angie the other day outside the prison that she started showing contempt for the girl.

Furthermore, the confrontational phone call from Crystal today gave Amelia a good reason to throw Angie out of the house. Nothing tops the feeling of being able to get rid of a parasitic intruder, she thought happily.

Meanwhile, Amelia's bodyguard carried out his orders impeccably. Having packed up Angie's things, he went over to the hospital and found her room, then dropped her things off at the foot of her bed as he said curtly, "Miss Wendel, Madam Colt has asked that I leave your things here, and she also said that you should return to your biological mother, given how you have inherited her despicable ways. The Colts will no longer have anything to do with you, so please refrain from associating yourself with their good name from now on."

Angie lay astonished in bed as she snapped, "How dare you come in here and spew such nonsense!"

"I'm not spewing nonsense," the bodyguard replied stoically. "I'm merely conveying Madam Colt's intentions. All your things have been packed up into these bags here, and your access to the neighborhood has officially been withdrawn. Save yourself the humiliation and don't return to the Colt Residence."

He did not bother to spare her a second glance before walking out of the room.

"Hey! Stop right there! I said, stop!" Angie shrieked.

The bodyguard ignored her and hurried out of the room.

In the midst of her shouting, she accidentally tore her wounds, and the searing pain made her break out in cold sweat as she forced herself to lie still on the bed. She was trembling from the anger that coursed through her, and she thought she might go crazy.

She couldn't believe the Colts actually threw her out of the house. What am I going to do?

While living with the Colts hadn't exactly been all rainbows and sunshine, their home was in a reputable neighborhood, and they had bodyguards and maids as well. Being Xander's daughter meant Angie would still be part of high society as the young lady of the Colt Family, but it seemed like that identity of hers was taken away as well. She would have nowhere to go once the hospital released her.
The bodyguard nodded. "Yes, ma'am. I'll get to it right away."

She had neither fortune nor property under her name. She would have to rent a place somewhere dodgy and kiss the glamor that came with being a young lady of nobility goodbye. I'll be homeless, she thought, mortified. How did I end up like this?

She lay in bed and let the agony and hopelessness wash over her. She would rather die than live a penniless life, but the idea of death scared her, and she could not bring herself to die in such a miserable state.

Where did I go wrong? Angie couldn't understand why her life was in shambles while Madeline's was only getting better with time. She stole everything from me! My life, my happiness—I'll destroy her and take back what is rightfully mine!

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Meanwhile, over at Mansion, Luke was holding his phone up in front of Madeline to show her the video he had taken of Cedric and Angie in the hospital. "See, Maddie, the only sister Cedric cares about is Angie. You should stay away from him for your own good. When will you realize that Logan and I are the only ones who truly care about you?"

Madeline gave him a withering look. "Should I be concerned that you're seemingly obsessed with Angie? Are you okay?"

"I'm perfectly fine," Luke said lightheartedly as he stretched out on the couch like a cat that just had a full lunch. "Why wouldn't I be when I can freeload off my brother? I can do whatever I like whenever I want, even if it's nothing. You know what, doing nothing is officially my goal in life. I strive to do nothing! I shall survive on my vast family fortune, which will last me a lifetime if I don't gamble it away."

Upon hearing this, Madeline rolled her eyes in exasperation and said, "Okay, whatever. As long as you're happy."

"I'll be happy if you promise you won't have any brothers except for Logan and me," Luke countered.

She gaped at him. "What are you, four? Because that's exactly what you sound like—a four-year-old kid."

"What's wrong with that?" he asked, challenging her. "Kids have all the fun anyway. Not to mention, they aren't as pretentious as adults are."

Hearing his words, Madeline made no response. More accurately, she couldn't find the words to argue with him.
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