Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 891 - Bab 900

"No mercy?" Liza scoffed, striding up to Melody and slapping her across the face.Melody was stunned, and she continued, "This is our territory, and everything my father owns is mine. How dare an old hag like you challenge me? Do you really think my father cares about you? Let me tell you, I am his favorite daughter, and my mother is the woman he loves most. He would never have his eyes on you."The room fell silent, not because of Liza's audacity but because of Bert's arrival.He emerged from the elevator, his presence commanding despite his nearly seventy years. His hair was dyed, and he stood tall and straight, hinting at the handsome man he must have been in his youth.Debra watched the scene unfold with interest. Liza had finally managed to draw out Bert, who rarely made public appearances except to clean up messes for her."What's going on here?" Bert demanded, his voice stern yet tinged with indulgence.Debra observed from the corner, noting how much Bert doted on Liza. De

After Debra left, Melody finally expressed her displeasure. "Your daughter is a bit unruly."Liza had insulted and hit her. The shame would be with her for the rest of her life."I've spoiled Liza," Bert said. "I'm truly sorry about this. Please go back to your room and rest. I've called for a doctor to examine your face."His gentle words calmed Melody somewhat, but the memory of Liza's harsh words still stung.She said, "I only came to you because I don't know many people here. I didn't expect Liza to misunderstand. I wonder what others must think of me now.""We're just old acquaintances. No need to worry about what others think," Bert reassured her. "No one dares speak ill of the Eaton family here."The phrase "old acquaintances" struck a nerve with Melody. If she hadn't chosen that workaholic Wilbur all those years ago, she might have been the respected Mrs. Eaton today.Though her life was comfortable, the thought of her unloving husband and disobedient grandson filled her

William and Marion exchanged a knowing glance, pretending not to be familiar with each other.Debra lowered her voice and said, "I'm fine. Let's just get out of here."She had noticed that the security measures here were far more stringent than usual. The guards at the door were only a fraction of what she had seen when she entered the banquet hall.Marion had only managed to get in because Bert had deliberately let him. Bert was up to something, and it was best not to provoke him further."Since my wife is unharmed, I'll be taking her with me," Marion said, his mind focused on Debra's injured foot.He scooped her up into his arms and turned to leave, but Bert's cold voice stopped him. "Wait a moment."Marion paused, and Bert asked, "Was it you who had Liza brought back?"Debra held her breath, having seen how much Bert doted on Liza. This question seemed to hint at a desire for accountability."Yes, it was me," Marion admitted.Bert said, "Liza is my only daughter. By doing t

Bert sighed, "If you had any skills, would I have to resort to this retirement trick? Learn from Fermin. If he were still around, I wouldn't have all these problems to deal with."Garland rolled his eyes. "Fermin has been dead for years. If he knew how much work was waiting for him, he'd probably prefer to stay in his coffin.""He was identifying talent and managing people at 14," Bert snapped. "He was the youngest financial scholar, feared and respected by everyone in the company. He was my ideal successor. And look at you—lazy, always chasing after some justice with your newspaper. If it weren't for that car accident, I wouldn't have needed you to impersonate him.""You're right, Dad," Garland said sarcastically. "Fermin is the best. Liza and I combined aren't half as good as him."Bert took a deep breath, trying to control his temper. "You know your uncles are eyeing the family's power. If they find out Fermin is dead and I have no successor, they'll stop at nothing to take over

Juan was surprised by how perceptive Bert was.Sensing his reluctance to talk, Bert added, "If you don't speak up, you can leave. I'll handle the affairs myself. If you reveal our secrets, my family will be ruined, but your family won't fare any better."Juan frowned as Bert stepped closer. "Young man, I'm giving you a chance here. I'm helping you, not the other way around."Realizing Bert was serious, Juan finally spoke. "I want to investigate the secrets of Seamar City and the Four Great Families as well as the truth behind the car accident that killed Debra's parents."Bert's smile vanished instantly.Juan continued, "I believe you also want to know these things. Fermin's death was not an accident."Garland frowned because Bert and he were the only ones who knew the truth.He stood up and asked, "You know? How do you know?""That's not important," Juan replied. "I have my ways."Garland wanted to say more, but Bert cut in, "Alright. I agree to give you an identity to aid yo