Chapter 121
But he turned out to be my uncle!
He could use this relationship to talk nonsense in front of Ryan!
"Sis, speaking like this really hurts people's feelings." Bradley threw the snacks in his hand away and said, I know. Isn't it just that your husband cheated on you? I just saw it earlier. That woman looks much worse than you, with a face like an internet celebrity. You let your husband play with her for a while, and when he gets tired of her, he'll come back to the family."
In the eyes of these men without moral limits, it seemed particularly light and fluttering.
I forced myself to remain calm. "I'm telling you, this matter doesn't need your meddling, understand?"
"Understood." Bob, as described online, was a typical example of a bad guy growing old. He grinned with his yellow teeth stained from smoking, boldly declaring. "If you don't want me to find Mr. Frost, that's fine. If you can give me 6,000 dollars a month in the future, and settle Bradley's job properly, I won't interfere."
"You might as well go rob a bank," I couldn't contain my temper either. “Listen carefully, from now won't give you a single penny."
"I'll sue you in court! Neglecting to support the elderly, il ruin your reputation!"
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"Go ahead!" I suddenly raised my voice. "I have every bill transferred to you over these years. What about you? During those years in the Lynch family, how much money did you spend on me? How much did I do?"
During those years, almost all the housework was left for me to do. Just eight years old, I couldn't even. mop properly. I had to kneel on the floor with a rag and wipe over and over again.
If it weren't for me coming home late from school, cooking would have fallen on me too.
When Aunt Laura wanted to help, he threatened to me out because I was useless. Even if he hired a maid, he need to provide accommodation, right? He gambled all those years, and the money I made from my part-time jobs was snatched away several times by him. Now he was talking to me about nurturin
It was too late!
"You little turtle bastard!"
Bob stared at me dead, his face full of ferocity from years of drinking. "Don't act like you don't know. You think I don't know, if you divorce Mr. Frost, how much money can you get! Just a tiny bit from the cracks In your fingers would be enough to support our whole family."
"First of all, I didn't get any money." I stood upright, each word distinct. "Secondly, even if I did get money. what does it have to do with you? The court orders support for the elderly, not vampires!" "What did you say?"
Bob glared angrily, raising his hand to strike me, but Bradley quickly blocked it, signaling him with her eyes, "Dadr
Then Bradley looked at me, "Charlotte, why don't you and my dad each take a step back? Get me a good job at the Frost Group, sign a long-term contract, with an annual salary of 60 to 100 hundred thousand dollars, and you don't have to give money to the family in the future."
d son. I was deeply shocked by the shamelessness of this father and son.
Some things really were inherited in the family.
With just a college diploma, no experience, no skills, they dared to ask for a job that paid 60 to 100 hundred thousand dollars.
I furrowed my brows. "Do I look like 60 to 100 hundred thousand dollars to you?"
"You... "Bradley was momentarily speechless, Bob pushed him away, gritting his teeth. "Why are you so stubborn? Charlotte, Mr. Frost obviously still has feelings for you. If you just talk to him about your brother, everyone will be happy!"
"Forget it, this matter is not up for negotiation." We were getting divorced, and yet they still cling to my ex-husband like blood-sucking vampires. I could never do such a thing.
Bob snorted coldly, threatening angrily, "You won't go? Fine, we'll go ourselves! I don't believe that as your
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uncle I can't secure a job from Ryan!"
"I'd like to see how you do that."
Suddenly, a tall and straight figure appeared at the door, with eyes like a hawk, calmly observing Bob.
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