Gina’s POV Hearing my uncle’s words, Mum and I looked at each other and burst into laughter. It was the funniest thing we had heard. Did he think he was talking to teenagers he could command? “Gabriel, it seems your memory needs to be checked,” Mum said. Her voice was cold, and even though she was not speaking to me, I felt a chill. I noticed my uncle lower his head. Aunty Winter, of course, would not let it go. She always felt that my uncle had been controlled by my father when he was alive, and after he died, he had been forced to take on our responsibility. “Oh, what a scene! Grace, my husband has been nothing but good to you since your husband’s death. You moved in with us. He took care of your medical fees, your daughter’s school fees—everything you have used all these years was provided by him. Even if your husband was the one who sent him to college, he has done more than enough. Even if you are not grateful, you and your daughter cannot stab him in the back.” Her t
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