Chapter 189 Cello

Bianca said, "Why are you so temperamental? I just said a few words, and you can't handle it. Now you're talking about cutting ties with us!".

Meryl acted like she didn't hear. She slung the cello on her back and turned to leave.

The pain in her ankle was sharp and piercing, and the rain outside seemed to be coming down even harder.

"Fine, go! But if you leave, don't ever come back!"

Malcolm shouted at Meryl's back. "You think threatening to cut ties will scare me? After raising you all these years, you can't even take a little criticism without throwing a fit!" Bianca pulled at Malcolm. "Alright, stop talking."

They raised her for over ten years. With all the effort it took to give birth to her, Bianca couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart as she watched Meryl about to leave.

The main thing was that out of the whole family, only Meryl remembered her birthday.

Suddenly, Bianca felt like Meryl wasn't as cold-hearted as she had thought.

Lydia, on the other hand, was feeling quite pleased.

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could sweet-talk Malcolm into transferring those shares Meryl gave up into her own name.

Group but also have

It was absolutely delightful!

was still one

not care about them? You say you want to cut ties with the Stone family, but can you

Lydia. Her

in her eyes. "Why are

yanked the cello case off her back and slammed

with a screeching wail. The case tore open, and the instrument slid

the rain was pouring down. A gust of wind

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Meryl plunged into the

the broken cello on the

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she remembered correctly, that cello was a birthday gift she

it, Meryl had loved it. But later, for some reason, she just

just broken like

What a pity.

This was really embarrassing.

to turn out like this, but

head. It slowly ran down her cheeks to her neck, sending a shiver through her as it soaked. into her

every step she took in

She gasped in pain.

a long way from the villa to the road. She had to

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