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Chapter 288 Mom, You'll Be Free Soon

Chapter 288 Mom, You'll Be Free Soon

Sadic pointed a finger at Josh and Greg, her voice sharand cutting Is it you? Or you? Or will all you

Sanders die next?"

Bill had clearly spoilt her so much that she no longer krew what was appropriate to say or do, especially at someone else's funeral.

Sadie was lurling insults, just to feel a fleeting moment of satisfaction in her quest for revenge.

The crowd buzzed with whispers. Seeing the rising tersion, Ashley grabbed her by the arm, trying to pull her away. "That's enough, Sadie. Why waste so much breath on them? Let's go Sadie always listened to him. She followed Ashley without protest.

But she didn't see Anna clutching her stomach, glaring at her retreating back with the eyes of a vengeful

spirit.

I quietly recorded Sadie's arrogant performance at the funeral and sent the video to Bill.

This mother-daughter duo had been on their high horse for far too long. It was time to bring them down.

Twenty years of debts. The debt of trying to force Mom to miscarry. And the truth behind that Cinderella man. I'll reveal it all.

I didn't mock the Sanders openly, but I watched silently as Anna clutched her abdomen, unwell. She hurried to the hospital to secure her pregnancy.

Who knows if the baby she's carrying will survive long enough for the test results to come back?

The oppressive air of the wake made it hard to breathe, I decided to leave. As I was walking out to the parking lot, I saw Sadie and Ashley making out passionately in their car.

So, the saying goes: rotten roots yield rotten fruits. Sadie was just like her mother, through and through.

When it comes to picking men, their tastes are cerily alike.

After they'd had their fill, they drove off. I told my driver to follow them. Their car eventually stopped at

Moonlit Grove.

Conveniently, the property belonged to the Boltons, who managed the real estate and the community. A single phone call was all it took to pull up the owner of the house.

Sadie.

After flaunting his wealth at auctions, Ashley drained all his

buy Sadie a house in such a short

was only one

to keep her out of trouble,

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right after.

spoiled, entitled brat like her always had a clueless eribler

Sadie, that enabler was

was curious how Bill would react

and left. No long after, Bill's car came speeding into

her easily. I could already picture the scene. When I arrived at Sadie's villa and rang the bell, the look on Bill's face when he saw me was

man caught red-handed in the middle of an

you doing here?" He set down his coffee cup without taking a

plastered on her most gracious smile. "Zoey's here. It's getting

as though the time I made her apologize had never

into the room arrogantly. "Zoey! You tartled. on me, and now you dare come

voice was cold and steady as I questioned, "What are you doing here? What

Sadie is my daughter, after all.

out of trouble means nothing now? Buying her a house, a car, showering

said, "I haven't forgotten. She's paid the price for her mistakes. Zoey, we're family. Can't you let the past go? I swear

I told you? You can't have your cake and eat it too. You made your choice back then-you chose us. If you want to break that promise, then

word "divorce" made his face darken instantly. "What nonsense are you spouting? What kind of

You have nothing to worry about-I won't fight your mom for anything. Monica chimed in, playing the victim and lowering herself

excuse to drag him away. If you weren't fighting for anything, you'd have left ages ago. Instead, you cling to him like a leech "That's enough, Zoey. This

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behavior is this?"

the head of the family, deliberately put on a stern, condescending tone, trying to assert his dominance. "So, you're set on continuing this,

my heart is with your mom. I just

but Sadie stopped him. "Dad, don't go yet. You haven't tried the meal I made. It's my first

Later, at my

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