Chapter 5


Angela had just gotten out of the car and steadied herself when the black Cullinan drove off without any hesitation, leaving her in a cloud of dust.

She stood there in a daze for a moment before letting out a self-deprecating laugh and thought, "That's right. He's always been like this."

But before she had time to dwell on her misery, her phone rang urgently. Angela took out her phone and saw that it was an unknown number.

"Hello, is this Ms. Graham? I'm the property manager for Villa Heights. I'm calling to confirm if your property has been sold."

"Why do you ask?" Angela's heart skipped a beat.

Over the years, she had managed the property, so the contact information listed was hers.

However, when Marie had passed away, she had been too young. So, Bill had put all of Marie's assets under his name.

When Angela had been young, he had used to say to her, "When you grow up and find your Prince Charming, I'll turn this house into a castle for you both to live in happily ever after!"

But in just a few years, everything had completely changed for the Graham family. Angela sometimes wondered if Bill was still the same father who used to love her mother dearly and cherish her.

Whenever Bill hadn't been home, Judy hadn't allowed Angela to eat at the table. She had come up with the excuse that girls needed to stay in shape and had made Angela go hungry several times a day.

Apart from her outerwear, her clothes had always been too short. The freezing winter wind would seep right into her sleeves and chill her to the core.

Angela had developed arthritis at a young age, yet Judy had always complained to Bill, saying, "I don't know what else to do! I pamper her, but she's never satisfied. She's always complaining of feeling pain here and there. Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm mistreating her!"

Upon hearing that, Bill had responded furiously, "Can't you let us have some peace, Angela?"

Bill had landed on her cheek at that

she clenched her fists tightly. It seemed she couldn't rely on anyone. She would have to reclaim what was rightfully hers on her own. However, she knew she couldn't rush things—she had

her mother's house no

her back to the present. "The moving company

surge of panic. Hadn't they agreed to give her more time? Why should she bear the consequences of her

right now!" She hung up and quickly hailed a cab back to

barely recognizable. The place was filled with unfamiliar men in gaudy clothing. The furniture was overturned. The photos of her and Marie were carelessly tossed on

middle-aged man with a bald head stepped squarely on Marie's

permission to come in?" Angela shouted

around, grinning sleazily when he saw her. "The house is mine! I can come and go

in front of her in disgust, pointing toward the door. "This house is mine! I'm

you all hear that? She says the house

men around him joined

when did you get a wife, Tony? She's fighting

she's pretty, but

us to your beautiful wife,

man, Tony Koch, felt

pretty lady. Give me a smile! Tell

police would arrive after she had

even more excited when he saw her retreat. "Hey,

she heard the screech of car brakes outside. She smiled slightly and delivered a crisp slap to

unable to believe that this

a wooden frame

Angela quickly dodged.

loudly, "Sir, miss, please calm down. The police are at

property manager's words, Tony hesitated. However, the mocking looks from the people around him made him

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