Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

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Chapter 209 Ancestral Property

"How dare you enter without permission?" Emily snapped, glaring at the man standing in her office. "Emily, Emily," the man replied with a mocking smirk. Is that any way to talk to your dear cousin?"

"Mark, stop wasting my time and get to the point," Emily retorted, crossing her arms tightly over her chest, her eyes narrowing as a scowl formed on her otherwise beautiful face.

"Alright," Mark sighed, slumping down into a chair with exaggerated ease. "Let's talk business."

Emily's expression grew more frustrated, already knowing exactly what "business" he was here to discuss.

"I'm here to claim my father's share of the ancestral property," Mark declared arrogantly, leaning back as if the matter were already settled.

"What are you talking about?" Emily laughed mockingly. "Your father's share? As far as I remember, my dad inherited everything because Uncle Li was deemed unworthy and useless to the family."

that!" Mark slammed his hand on the

by the sudden shift in his behavior, but quickly regained her

truth," she

you bitch," he spat, his voice venomous. "If you don't hand over our share peacefully,

flinch. She had long since seen the true, wicked nature of her father's side of the family "Do whatever

He paused, his clenched fist hovering in midair, realizing what it meant. As much as he wanted to strangle her, he knew the evidence

regret this, Emily Yang," he threatened before storming out of her

took a deep breath, her heart racing as the adrenaline slowly faded. Relief washed over her, but she couldn't shake the unease lingering in her chest. She reminded herself never to send the security away again when

who was Mark's father and Emily's uncle, asked as his son stormed into the house, fury etched

us our share," Mark snarled, stomping into the kitchen and pouring himself a glass of water, his hands shaking with anger. "I wouldn't

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Li Yang's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as a sinister gleam crept

is money. With debt piling up, we won't survive much longer. They'll come knocking any day now to collect, and we'll be left with nothing but dead and our organs sold on the mafia

"It's all my

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