Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 404:

Stan went silent on the other end of the phone. Then, he said with a sneer, “We’ll see who people believe: me or you. After all the bad things you’ve done…”

Dean’s face drained of color. He slumped to the floor, defeated. He was finished. If he had known this was how it would end, he would have never helped Stan take down Jake. Now Stan was in control. No one in the Reeves family could stand up to him.

Dean couldn’t accept it. He was the eldest son of the Reeves family. Why wasn’t he the one inheriting everything? Why? It wasn’t fair!

Jake gazed at Dean coldly. Dean was in a real mess, but he hadn’t had enough fun yet. If Dean was out of the picture, who would be left to challenge Stan?

Jake cleared his throat and said into the phone, “Mr. Reeves, I’m not sure that’s the best move. Yeah, Dean has screwed up, but he’s still your older brother. You don’t want people talking behind your back, do you? First, you take his place, and now you want to kick him out completely? And let’s not forget, you weren’t supposed to inherit anything in the first place. If you hadn’t forced Dean to give up his claim, you wouldn’t even be allowed in the Reeves family house.”

Stan shook with rage. “Who the hell are you? Stop talking!”

or not. It depends on whether you dare take the

Jake. But he soon dismissed that thought. Jake was dead. There

temples, feeling a headache coming on. “How do you know so much

small smile. “Mr. Reeves, you haven’t seen everything I can do. If you don’t believe me, we can test it out. All I want is a sincere apology from the Reeves family. If you can’t do that, I’ll have

He yelled at the bodyguards to bring Dean back and then tried to suck up to Jake. “Mr. Jack, if you want anything, just say the word. We’ll do our best to make it happen. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure no one in Burmoos messes with

a rush for compensation. We can talk about it when she’s older. Oh, my memory’s not great—I almost forgot that the Reeves family is going downhill. Hope you’re still around in Burmoos when my goddaughter grows

words, Jack,” Stan said through clenched

threw his phone at the wall in a fit of rage.

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Sophie, but not before Dean and his

to everyone who walked by. After a day of that,