I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 196

Oliver pursed his lips and didn’t answer Frederick.

Frederick and his wife clearly wanted money, while Yancy’s illness was just an excuse for them to do so.

“Back then, when Dad was seriously ill and needed money to save his life, who reached out to help us? Amongst Uncle Jason, Aunt Candice, and Uncle Frederick, who really paid attention to me? Especially Uncle Frederick who not only did not lend us any money but also didn’t repay the few thousand dollars he had received from Mom. He even shamelessly asked us why he had to repay them when it was his sister’s money!” Oliver cursed inwardly.

Frederick had been secretly observing Oliver’s expression. If he really wanted to ask Calista for money, he would have to rely on Oliver to provide it. There was no doubt that Oliver was in charge of Calista’s family affairs.

However, Frederick felt quite uncomfortable with Oliver’s expression. He truly regretted that he shouldn’t underestimate the poor, but he did not predict Oliver, whom he thought would never rise to prosperity in his lifetime, would suddenly strike gold and amass a huge fortune.

Lillian was even more dismissive of Oliver and his family than Frederick himself. In the past, she never gave them any respect, freely speaking her mind and often making sarcastic remarks. Thus, she didn’t imagine that Oliver would be so lucky to have become crazily rich. And now, she had to look up at him to notice his

presence.

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now.

As soon as Lillian got out of the elevator, she hurriedly ran to open the door. After that, Lillian respectfully invited Calista inside the house.

Lillian was still quite perceptive. She knew that Oliver was very filial. As long as she managed to appease Calista, Oliver would still show his mother some respect. As soon as Oliver stepped into the house, he caught a whiff of a strong stench of traditional herbal medicine. In the small living room, a woman in her fifties was holding a bowl of traditional medicine concoction, offering it to the little girl sitting on the sofa to drink.,

The girl who looked about eight or nine years old was Yancy Langdon, Frederick’s daughter. Oliver hadn’t seen her for more than a year as he didn’t have much contact with Frederick’s family.

He used to come here a lot when his grandparents were still around. Both his maternal grandparents were very fond of him, and Oliver liked Yancy, who was quirky and mischievous. Yancy, too, was quite close to Oliver as well.

Nevertheless, since their grandparents passed away a few years ago, Frederick and Lillian became particularly snobbish, and the interactions between them naturally

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lessened.

girl and drink the medicine. You need to drink

in her fifties was Melinda Hernandez, Lillian’s mother and

not drinking it. I’m not sick, so why should I take any medicine? I’ve told you guys, I’m not Yancy. My name is Gianna Walcott. I’m Gianna. Let me go, or

an elderly woman, and the words she used aren’t in the local dialect, but rather a regional dialect from Saspiuburg. What’s the meaning of this? Is Yancy pretending to cooperate

thought crossed Oliver’s mind, he dismissed it immediately as it was an impossible

acting skills for it. Moreover, with the speech she had delivered, as well as the Saspiuburg dialect she spoke, even a smart adult couldn’t pick it up in

turned to

she said, “Calista, after Yancy got caught in some drizzle on her way home from school last month, she developed a high fever. After the fever subsided, she changed and no longer recognized us. She started spewing nonsense by telling us her name is Gianna Walcott, she’s 52 years old this year, and she lives in Saspiuburg. She even claimed to have two sons, the elder one is 32 years old, while the younger son is 27 years old. This terrified me and Frederick. We brought her everywhere for medical examinations and treatments, and even to big hospitals in neighboring states. They diagnosed it as a result of a high fever damaging her brain, and the chances of recovery as extremely low. We can’t even afford our basic expenses

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had already heard the

still speechless upon seeing Yancy. It took her quite a while to approach Yancy and ask, “Yancy, do you

at her and pouted, saying in a cold voice, “You’re so weird. How would I know who you are? I don’t care who you are,

amiss. This didn’t seem like an act. He also bent down and

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Oliver, your older cousin. Do you

recognize you? You’re so funny, young man. My youngest son is already 27 years old,

home. We have no choice but to not let her out of the house. If she runs away,

reached out and said to Yancy, “Yancy, give me your hand. I’m going to

her back and glared fiercely at him, saying, “I’ve already told you I’m not sick, so what’s the point of you checking my pulse? You’re

looked at Lillian and shook her