Chapter 362

Arthur had never seen such a shameless man.

Before Arthur and Maria could curse Joel in their minds, a screech of brakes echoed from behind them.

Then, a cold, harsh voice broke through. "Dream on!

"It's already generous of us to offer you a relocation house for free. You dare to ask for more, hoping we'll give you a big house? You must be dreaming!"

Arthur and Maria couldn't help but feel a surge of relief.

Brandon had arrived.

With Brandon on their side, victory was assured.

Otherwise, they stood no chance against the shameless Stevens family with their limited experience.

Upon seeing Brandon, the Stevens family looked pale. Their arrogance waned, and they instinctively huddled together for

support.

"Brandon, there you are." Quentin forced a cautious smile. "We haven't met for long! I heard you started a big company and became a big boss. Congratulations!"

"Oh? Now that you hear my family is making money, you all suddenly want to recognize us as relatives?" Brandon jumped out of the car, brandishing a gleaming kitchen knife as he strode

toward them, his sharp gaze sweeping over their faces as if picking his first target.

Brandon shouted, "Want to stay in my villa? Over my dead body!"

his murderous glare and the knife in his hand, swallowed nervously and

quickly tried to smooth things over. "After your family fell into hardship, we didn't want to burden you,

going through that rough patch, we really couldn't do much to help. We thought it'd be better to

the car with Brandon, couldn't

them, asking for loans,

Zilvia went missing, with the two elders and Claire falling ill, the restaurant closed down, and the Donovan family spent a

the Stevens family refuse to help, but

family, changed their phone numbers, and never paid back the several thousand dollars they owed. Worse yet, they went around telling people that the Donovan family looked

Donovan family stopped reaching out to the Stevens family,

feet, the Stevens family returned

were just shameless and

audacity in her new book, exposing how disgusting such relatives could truly be. "Spare me the nonsense." Brandon never played nice in front of the Stevens

from this relocation

rather spend my life in prison than let you

opened his phone's camera, hoping

was taught to

and ordinary folks

to a famous entertainment reporter or media outlet on Twitter, exposing the true face of

the elders didn't use Twitter, this task fell to

what Hamza tried, his phone wouldn't turn

parents' phones, but they wouldn't turn on either, leaving him anxious

that everyone's phones are

the car, had noticed Hamzas attempts

family's tricks were utterly useless against her hacking

can you speak to us like that? Without us, could there be your mother? Without your mother,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255