Chapter 673

"If you don't give my son a share of the inheritance, I'm moving back into the family mansion with them," Tristan shamelessly declared.

Audrey couldn't hold back any longer and flung the rosary beads she was holding at him. The beads were hefty and smacked Tristan right in the face, making his head snap to the side.

"Ouch!" he hissed in pain.

"Audrey, how dare you hit me?" Tristan glared at her, his eyes blazing.

Audrey shed her usual calm demeanor, grabbing a delicate crystal ashtray from the coffee table. "Tristan, this mansion is mine now. If you cause trouble here, I won't just hit you; I'll make you regret it."

Before Tristan could react, the ashtray flew from her hand and smacked him on the forehead with a loud thud, drawing blood.

"How could you turn into this? You're supposed to be the lady of the house, not some common brawler."

Tristan was left a bit dizzy from the blow, his anger rising. But with Casper there, he didn't dare to lash out more.

Audrey, still fuming, picked up a white porcelain lamp. She had endured Tristan's bullying for so many years, and chances to stand up to him were rare.

"Are you leaving or not?"

his bleeding head, looked dazed. "This is why our son has no respect for me. Fine, just

Tristan staggered out of the

down, gently soothing her. "Mom, don't let him get to you. Let Casper handle it;

been a thorn in my side all my life, and even after our divorce, he still

self-pity. She had hoped for a

no-Tristan had to go and

or remarried, Audrey didn't care, but he

around bullying her son.

couldn't quite

a child with her. Instead of sharing

Yes, probably.

Audrey down, Casper and Eliza planned to

called Eliza to say a client had come to the office, asking

off at the office," Eliza said after

looked at his watch. "It's late. You still have to go to

are visiting, and as the general manager, I can't exactly ignore

reasoning was solid, and

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