Chapter 97 One Hundred Thousand

After a brief silence, Donald shook his head. It was evident to anyone with eyes how poorly George’s family treated Angela.

Donald’s expression turned colder as he stubbed out the half–smoked cigarette in his hand, his tone harsh, “George’s family has hearts as hard as stones. Whether they are aware or not is irrelevant. If they ignore the grievances Angela suffers in her husband’s home, I will step in. I will bring her back to our home.”

Whenever Angela suffered grievances, even if she was bullied in school, Donald and Scarlet showed no concern. Instead, they would blame her for causing trouble and ask her to reflect on herself.

Hecate sighed. Donald has a point. They only ever care about their adopted daughter.

“Still, Angela’s prospective in–laws gave a ton of betrothal gifts. If they find out that you’ve intervened as the overseer, I’m worried Donald and Scarlet will cause a scene,” she said.

Donald snorted and replied coldly, “They can come at me all they want. All those betrothal gifts were given to Angela. We didn’t take a penny. I have a clear conscience!”

Hecate nodded in agreement. Donald’s right. We have no intention of coveting Angela’s betrothal money. If George and his family were any better to Angela, she would have no need for us to step in at all!

Neither of them spoke again, and the room fell into silence until the door opening echoed from the entrance, followed by the doorknob turning.

Queenie quietly entered the house silently with puffy eyes, clearly having just finished crying.

Her situation startled Donald and Hecate, and they quickly approached her.

“Queenie, what happened?” Hecate couldn’t help but feel heartbroken, and then she had a suspicion in her mind, causing her expression to suddenly change. “Did your husband’s family hit you? Queenie, you must not hide this from me and. your dad!”

A lump immediately formed in Queenie’s throat. Her voice became hoarse, and she forced back her tears as she said, “No, Mom, no one hit me.”

Under Donald and Hecate’s persistent questioning, she finally revealed the truth.

“Mom, Dad, I need money…” As if finding it difficult to utter these words, Queenie choked for

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a while before finally managing to speak up with difficulty, then covered her bloodshot eyes

and sobbed.

large sum of money. Horace and I don’t have much savings, and what we can gather is far from

family used both gentle and

graduation. Horace gave her a monthly allowance for living expenses, and that was the only money she had. But… it was

be delayed any longer. Think of a solution.

related to Jonathan. This amount of money is nothing to them, but for

other alternatives, Queenie had

let out a deep sigh, “Since

a generous dowry when she got married. The groom’s family was wealthy, and although they were an ordinary family, they couldn’t

he was faced

daughter sit down

her lips and reluctantly said, “We need a

few seconds. “A hundred thousand?! What kind of illness does your mother–in–law have

transplant. Horace said that a kidney is expensive, and he’s also trying to raise money from everywhere,”

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look on her

few days, and it had already worn her out mentally. Her mother–in–law never liked her, and now that she was sick, she was

didn’t help either. He said that marrying her didn’t

but showed

the money to your brother and me. Don’t worry. You stay here tonight, and I’ll give

first.”

old, yet I’m still asking for your

Their combined monthly income was only a few thousand, and it took them a whole year of

become much thinner than the last time she saw her. She felt a pang of sadness and could only imagine

dad and me sad?! Are you hungry? I’ll

her parents‘ caring words, and she held it back until she

the kitchen, Hecate and Donald

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