Chapter 328:

Klein, the little weasel, sauntered over to Tyrone, a wicked glint in his eye. He announced, “Ladies, don’t be so harsh on Kallie. Kallie can leave. I’ll handle Tyrone’s care.”

Klein put a possessive hand on Tyrone’s arm, his smile a thinly veiled threat. “Don’t fret. I’ll be here for Tyrone when Kallie and Ewing are away.”

Kallie’s eyes narrowed into icy slits. “He is your grandfather, Klein,” she hissed.

Klein blinked, feigning innocence. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, all wide-eyed. “I’m just being a good grandson.”

The room crackled with tension. Everyone knew Klein was holding Tyrone hostage.

Abram’s family sat in stony silence. Even Jennifer remained quiet.

Abram’s family. A wave of bitter irony washed over Kallie. Was Ewing really raised by Jennifer, this manipulative witch? It was hard to believe Ewing and Jennifer were as

shoulders slumped in defeat. “Fine,” she said with a sigh. “I’ll

for the

a smile. “I could be happy with you if you and Bria

Kallie pushed Tyrone’s wheelchair to

at Kallie, muttering curses under her breath, “Damn it! Does she think she’s so important? Tyrone is just blind to her true

over to Astrid, hesitation coloring her tone as she asked, “Mom, is it true that Kallie will get a third of Tyrone’s inheritance when

Astrid whispered. “When Tyrone was in his right mind, he gave his will

a share of Tyrone’s assets upon his death. In their eyes, Kallie was simply the daughter of Tyrone’s only daughter and didn’t deserve to

split his

thought Kallie shouldn’t get anything since her mom

wanted Kallie to have her share anyway. Certainly, Astrid and the

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