Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 119

Chapter 119

Heather had never witnessed such a scene before. "What are you doing? This is trespassing. It's illegal."

Heather rushed forward and reached out to tear down the seals, but Scott quickly stopped her. "Mom, tearing them down won't help. They're from the court, Dad and Harry used the house as collateral for a loan, and today's the deadline" "Please don't interfere with our work, one of the officers said, showing his badge. This is the court ruling and the enforcement notice. We hope you can cooperate."

Heather was dumbfounded. She stared at the two notices handed to her, unable to make sense of them. For years, Owen had handled everything outside the house. She had always lived a pampered life, never facing anything like this. Harry was still in the police station, and Nathan's phone couldn't be reached.

"Scott, what do we do now? Your father's still in the hospital." Heather's voice trembled with desperation.

Scott, a high school student, barely knew what to do himself. The only thing he could think of was to try and reason with the officers. "Can we at least go inside and grab a few things?"

The officer replied, "Sorry, you're not allowed to take anything except some clothes and important documents. Anything worth over 600 dollars cannot be removed.

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"Is there no justice anymore? We bought those things. Why can't we take them?" Overwhelmed with emotion, Heather tore down more of the seals in anger.

"If you continue to obstruct our work, we have the right to take you to the police station," the officer wamed firmly.

"Mom, please stop. Let's just pack a few clothes, and we'll find a way to solve the problems later. Scott entered the house, which once was warm, but now seemed cold and empty. Seals were even pasted on the sofas and tables.

Upstairs, officers were sealing each room. Scott kept his head down, trying to manage his emotions while keeping his frantic mother under control.

Heather gazed at her jewelry and handbags, realizing she couldn't even take a single bag, and as for her clothes, she could only bring the cheapest ones.

After they packed up and headed downstairs, the maid, the nanny, and the driver were all waiting with their bags packed. "Mrs. Hastings, Mr. Scott, you still haven't paid us our wages, one of them reminded.

them. She thought, 'I have always treated them well, and now they have the nerve to ask for money at a time like this?" "That's not fair. We've worked the whole year, and it's almost the holidays. You can't

Our wages are just a few thousand dollars each. Don't tell us you can't

And now, you push us like this when we're in trouble?" Heather felt the weight of misfortune

yourself. You don't even treat your own daughter like family. You've nev really seen us

say, but if you don't pay us today, we'll

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all chimed in, refusing to back down. Their voices made Heather's

full month's wages. The most I can give is one thousand dollars each. That's all I've got left. I

"Why didn't you

left for his school expenses. Ignoring

Scott gently supported Heather as they took one last look at the villa

was a frozen wasteland, but for Heather and Scott, there was no place they could call home. Harry remained in detention. Owen lay in the hospital, Hastings Group had no one to steer it, and they were drowning in debt. By the next day, Hastings Group declared bankruptcy and

holed up in a private club, drowning himself

total bill comes to 86 thousand dollars. We've rounded it down for you, so

and disheveled, Nathan fumbled in his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and

the counter

and threw another card

on three or four times, and by now, the waiter was getting frustrated. "Do you even have any money? Not one of

me, huh? I'm Nathan from the Hastings family." Nathan slurred, emptying

family is already drowning in debt with the house. repossessed,

staggered, barely able to stand but still trying

trouble, the waiter quickly went to fetch the

men walked past

that guy look familiar?"

head nonchalantly and glanced inside. "Well, well, look who it is Isn't that Mr. Nathan of the Hastings