hapter 7
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Sarah Black, how contid my murhay da? Did you have snurrding to do thr? You’re such a time woman
I pulled on my pline, priuring to the hundreds of missed calls and messages,
“Your marker was seriondly inped and in critical costura calling you over a indred times and seat were of nessage I was ant to beg you un my kam for $200,000 to see your markers le
And what did you do? What did you say?
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I raised my voice, fall of anguish, You said you draft have the money
“You said she was so did the seating that much on her treatment was a waste, and she might as well the early
“You gave the money meant to save your mother’s life to Emily James, who once rejersed you for being poor and donged your
You even used allow entry–1200000–to your mistress’s fout, which could have been treated with just a few Band Auds”
Tow noter was still calling out for you before she died, hoping you’d come see her one last time. And what were you doing?
You were busy with your wedom mistress, indulging in you fifty actu
John, you’re the one who owned you mother’s box
With every word, his face paled further,
He empted in a frantic roar
“That’s not true! How could 1 poslily harm my mother?
My mother rubed me with great difficulty, I wanted her to enjoy her old age. How could I possibly kill her?**
Suddenly, Wike an enrayed lion, he grabbed my collar, shouting angrily.
“Why don’t you tell me the person being treated was my mother? I thought it was your mother? You were just trying to scam me?”
I understand now, you did it on purpose! You deliberately said there was a subway collapse so I wouldn’t believe you. You’re jealous of how I care for.. Enly and are deliverately getting back at me! You’re so cruelt
1 almost laughed in dibellet
How did 1 not ves how shameless he was before!
I dapped him hard, pushing him away.
“I didn’t tell you? Hat John Miller, has your brain been eaten by dogs?
over thnessed with your filthy affairs with Emily that you didn’t bother verifying anything, just assumed I was using my mother to scam you.”
If you had just looked it up, your see that the subway collapse was on the same route your mother took every week to buy groceries!”
“If you hadn’t been so macken, refining to save my mother and instead giving the money to Emily, your mother wouldn’t have died?” “If you were still hewan, you wouldn’t hueve let Youdly trample on your mother’s ashes and insult her after her death?
Chapter 7
e dig in pain, repeatedly shooting “Impossible “You did this on purpose, and similar phrases.
1 pays them both odd fo
Jeder kanter, people like you are truly disgusting!”
“Marrying site like your is the greatest shame of my lifer
“You’re a commed it you don’t!”
Emily’s eyes lit up at the mention of divorce.
Flung to John’s art, lifting her chin and turning her nose up, “John, marrying someone like Sarah who brings nothing to the table is the real face of your life!”
As she spoke, she even patted her flat stomach, as if boasting about something secretly.
I stared at her stomach, thinking of the life that had recently left mine, and my heart ached intensely.
* fixed my gaze on her until she was unnerved.
Suddenly, I smiled.
“Emily, I may not be the one who brings anything to the table, but you’re the expert at that. You’re quite good at playing the role of the ‘chicken‘ who lays eggs, aren’t you?”
The double entendre made Emily stomp her feet in anger.
“Get out! You’re not welcome here!”
I sneered, “The one who should leave is you!”
“John, I’m giving you one hour to get rid of this filthy mess you brought!”
Upon hearing that she was to be thrown out, Emily stopped pretending to be weak and pointed at me, furious.
“Sarah Black! Who are you to kick me out? John is the one who let me stay here! John, say something!”
coffed,
“I’m the owner of this house!”
She acted as if it was obvious, “Owner? You’re married to John, so this house naturally belongs to the Miller family. How could a woman like you own a house?”
I looked at her deeply, feeling that while she was detestable, she was also truly pitiable.
