The Revenge of My Alluring Wife by Raven

Chapter 95 Little Uncle

Chapter 95 Little Uncle

Her grandmother had once lived in a wealthy family. Who would have thought that her

descendants would be living such a miserable life now?

Quetzal’s house is at the far west end of the alley.

At this moment, a sturdy woman stood in the courtyard, with a cigarette dangling from her

mouth, sneering contemptuously at Quetzal and Lucy.

“I heard someone was supposed to help you pay the rent. It’s been over half an hour now. Where are they?”

“If it weren’t for Norman Hernandez’s face, who would rent a house to you? If you can’t pay the

rent, get out and sleep on the street. Three days, I’ll give you three days. If you don’t have the money by then, just get lost.”

“Sister–in–law.” Lucy exclaimed in shock.

The sturdy woman was none other than Rita Russell, Quenton Hernandez’s sister–in–law. A few years ago, she and her husband persistently borrowed money from them, and they never mentioned repaying. Now, when they finally rented a small cottage from her, it seemed more like

a reward.

Lucy’s eyes welled up with tears as she had to plead, “Quenton is sick now, and he needs medicine. And we can’t earn money. Can you… Can you give us a few more days?”

money, how about using this dress to offset the debt? I’m a generous person; I can let

Two years!

for two years was an extravagant hope for Lucy right now, but her daughter still had to participate in the cultural

and attempting to take off her dress. “What are we

resisted with all her might, struggling until the card Evelyn left for

ground.

stepped forward, picked up the

you said there’s no

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back to

the rent, and I won’t take the dress. I’ll just borrow the money in this card for my big brother and me to use.” Rita’s eyes were full of greed. Disregarding the reactions of the two, she turned to

she took two steps, her

plump body fell to the ground. Before she could catch her breath, a petite foot stepped on her

face, Rita exaggeratedly screamed, “Help! Our murderous niece is

to kill me.”

Kill?

pressure under her foot. She knew well the location of the ribs and deliberately used the tip of her foot to graze the edge of Rita’s

are you doing? I’m your

and mocked. She continued in a light tone, “I’m here, to kill

she could say anything,

card from her

card. The money inside belongs to me. Believe it or not, I’ll call the police

is really shameless.

uncle drunk, and afterward, they had a