Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 257

The Harvey family was in chaos once again.

"Charles, didn't you say you'd take care of this? That bastard child of that woman is living under our roof now!" Rosalind was beside herself with rage.

Charles wrapped his arms around his wife, his voice soft and placating as he tried to explain. "Please, darling, calm down. She's my blood, after all. I've managed to officially register her as my adopted daughter, but if anyone looks too closely, they'll find out the truth. Her mother's still in the hospital, in a coma. If this mess gets out, do you really want the world calling your husband heartless and cruel? Things have finally settled-if we stir things up again, who knows what will happen?"

Rosalind snapped, "So what, are you planning to pay for that woman's treatment now?"

"Of course not!" Charles soothed, holding her close. "That woman's days are numbered, karma's already caught up to her. For now, we just keep her daughter pacified. Once that woman's gone, we'll find an excuse to throw the brat out, simple as that."

"Are you serious?" Rosalind eyed him suspiciously.

"Absolutely. The Harvey Group belongs to both of us. I'd never use your money, our money, to pay for someone like her. I wouldn't do anything to threaten our family's happiness."

anger finally ebbed. She gave his shoulder a half-hearted punch and let the

let out a quiet sigh of relief, though his

...

Harvey family

together. Charlotte, looking effortlessly elegant, descended

sliding into the chair beside Giselle with an air of entitlement, her

glanced nervously at Mrs. Harvey at the head of the table, unsure

"Get up. Go back to your room. Your meals

Charles. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, and she bit her lip, sniffling softly. "Dad, can't I eat

chance to answer before Rosalind cut in, her patience

you are. Letting you live here is generous enough. You have no family here, so keep to your room and stay out

Charles kept his head down, eating in silence. Whatever tears Charlotte had been faking vanished in an instant—she was in no mood to keep up

came here, I heard all about your charity work-how you donate to the needy, help build schools, always the good Samaritan. Everyone calls you