Chapter 206

“Sorry, but without proof, I’m afraid we’re at an impasse,” Rhett said, cutting the conversation short and stepping into his car.

Madge just stood there, her reaction peculiar.

The driver pulled away from the curb.

It took a moment for Madge to snap out of her daze, then she burst into a tirade of

curses.

Garner rubbed his ears. “Mom, can you cut it out? Don’t you think you’re a bit biased?”

Madge turned on him, lumping him into her fury.

“Is Kristin really ours?” Garner furrowed his brow, skepticism lacing his tone. “Sometimes! wonder if you’ve lost it. Kristin is my sister, your daughter. Remember how you used to fawn over Ruby? You would’ve bent over backward for her, but did she ever appreciate it?” Seeing Madge silent, Garner went on. “Or do you think by sucking up to the real Ms. Turner for twenty–one years, they’ll remember your kindness and throw money your way once they take her back?”

Garner let out a bitter laugh. “And Kristin, just because she’s your flesh and blood, you think she’ll never leave no matter how you treat her, so you can hurt her without remorse?”

“Hurt?” Madge’s eyes reddened, and after shooing away a nosy neighbor, she dragged Garner inside. Glancing around to make sure they were alone, Madge pulled a check from her bag. “Have you ever seen this much money?”

“Where’d you get that?” Garner’s expression darkened.

“From Holcomb, you know, the chairman of the FitzGerald Group, Rhett’s father.” Madge tucked the check back into her purse with care. “He gave me this to marry Kristin off.”

“Kristin’s reputation is tarnished. No decent men would want her. I’m just thinking of her well–being. To marry her off, let her live quietly, away from these wealthy folks who could make us disappear with the snap of their fingers!”

Madge thought Garner was naive. “Besides, Holcomb said if Kristin gets married and stops hassling his son, there’s another two million in it for us! Sure, it’s not a fortune, but five million can get us a nice big house. I have to think about your future. You’re not getting any younger, and you don’t have a partner.”

“You think I don’t know? Over the years, hasn’t Jeannie set you up with enough dates? They all think you’re the son of a jailbird, with Kristin’s kid as extra baggage.” Madge whispered. “You’re my son – I have to look out for you.“”

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would only find Kristin a good match. It has to be someone with money.” Madge

Garner said, reaching for Madge’s purse. “Are you itching to go back to jail?”

you talking

was framed and sent to

creeping into her expression. “Then… what

over the true heiress, money was deposited into Kristin’s account. Then, she was falsely accused of blackmail, backed by supposed evidence from

by Clarence Turner and

and was

you think we stand a chance?” Garner’s voice trembled. “I’m so disappointed in you. All those

mean, he’s trying to trap me with this money, to

reason is extortion!”

slumped on the sofa. “I can’t believe it,

the money back to Holcomb. “If you won’t go, I’ll do it

that, Garner grabbed the check and headed for the door.

“Stop right there!”

didn’t look back.

turning against me!” Madge cried out loudly.

Garner had no patience for her outbursts.

the Rhett

home without returning to

had settled for approaching Madge, Rhett knew they wouldn’t be

dessert, a little late–night treat?” Rhett crouched in

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her clothes, her nervousness palpable.

years behind bars had indelibly ingrained a deep sense

apologize?” Rhett asked

family… I’m afraid they’ll drag you into this.” Kristin was no fool; Madge had just gotten out of jail and was already

know if someone approached her…” Kristin looked anxiously at Rhett. “I don’t

Rhett smiled helplessly. “She’s not capable of hurting me. I’m afraid of them

her lip, her eyes

any connection. People like her don’t deserve to be your mother.” Rhett pulled Kristin into his embrace. “You have me now. This is your home; there’s

clothes tightly, looking up

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