Zoey simply wasn’t in the mood to ask for compensation. After everything her husband had done, she didn’t have the nerve to ask for a single cent. “I don’t want a thing. I can’t face my mother. Please take care of the funeral arrangements. I’ll leave the capital tomorrow.”
Her husband, however, was not happy. “Are you an idiot? You can refuse if you want, but I want the money! That’s your mother. I’ve helped to take care of her for twenty years!”
Mark’s eyes flashed with annoyance. “Were you the ones providing support for Granny, or was it the other way around? I’m not in the mood to go into a debate with you. You should be well aware of what you’ve done. Granny told me everything before she died. The crimes you’ve committed fall under the category of elderly abuse, I could sue you! Leave, unless you’d like to go to jail!”
Zoey’s husband looked completely unperturbed. “She’s dead. Who’s to say if what you’re saying is true? Do you have proof? What, you think you’re all that, just because you have cash? Sue me then, I’m not scared! You’ll still have to answer to the law, even with your money. You don’t want Arianne to find out, do you? If you don’t give me the money, I’ll ask Arianne myself!”
Mark’s face immediately turned into a glacier once he dragged Arianne in. His eyes flickered villainously. Henry quickly pushed the office room door open. “I’ll send them away, Mr. Tremont, and I’ll make sure that they leave the capital, personally. Just leave it to me!”
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