Love Unspoken

Tears streamed down Juliet's cheeks as she spoke, her voice trembling with emotion. "After carrying you for nine months, I should give birth to a monster like you. It's my karma!" she cried.

Her words echoed through the room, "Look at the house you live in, the clothes you wear, the car you drive, all leeched off of me! Yet you're still unsatisfied. How dare you want five million, you damned ingrate? You'll get what's coming to you, sooner or later!"

In recent days, Ariel had subjected her to a life of indignity. She was relegated to sleeping on the couch, huddled under a tattered blanket. Her meals were served on a dish set aside solely for her, and she was not permitted to join the family at the table until they had finished eating. Juliet could bear all that, but what truly chilled her heart was the sight of her own son treating her with such disdain. Her grandson, too, was equally cold and indifferent, taking his father's cruel behavior as the norm. She found herself questioning what kind of thankless brood she had raised.

Ariel interrupted her with a bark, "Shut up! Go back to cooking and stop your nagging." Juliet, hunched over and weary, locked eyes with Ariel and then glanced at Quinn. Her gaze held a trace of resolve. "Ariel, you won't see a dime when I'm gone," she declared.

Ariel's face paled at her words, and Quinn abruptly stood up. "What the hell are you talking about?" Ariel demanded. "I've lived enough already," Juliet replied, her voice steady. "If you dare to ask Quinn for money again, I swear I'll end my life right at your doorstep. That's going to ruin your son's wedding. If I die, you're nothing but a murderer! I wish they'd lock you up!"

A surge of anger washed over Ariel, but he restrained himself from lashing out. It was then that Nicholas stood up. "Ariel, there's something I must inform you," he said, his voice calm and steady.

Nicholas with suspicion. "I'm not the Alexander you're talking about. My name is Nicholas, your mother's attorney. The things

as pale as a ghost at the sight of the device. Regaining his composure, he glared at Quinn. "You backstabbing dummy! Was this your

lips pressed tightly together, stared back defiantly. Things had already escalated to this point. If the situation remained unresolved, it would only spell more trouble down the

asked, frustration evident in

and you'll sign an agreement promising never to bother her again. The second is legal action. I've already spoken to your neighbors on this floor and taken their

go to trial, you'll have no chance of winning, and you'll face over

stood there, speechless. The prospect of easy money slipped through his fingers. It was almost unbearable.

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you stay away from the old lady and don't cause her any trouble, we won't sue. However, this evidence will

Quinn. "Didn't peg you for having it in you, dummy."But in the end, Ariel