Chapter 373 She’s Had Enough


    Reba threw the rest of the sunflower seed shells on the floor. “I’m not qualified? And you are? Lillian Reed <b>is</b><b>?</b>”


    Susan snapped. “You don’t get to decide who’s qualified. Give me the money,”


    Money again. That was always her bottom line,


    Susan’s eyes burned with rage as she red at Reba, nothing but disgust and anger in her gaze.


    Rebaughed sarcastically. This is ridiculous.”


    Damn it.


    l’hy am I still wasting my time here?


    These people will never get a grip on reality<i>. </i>


    “Once the money’s in my pocket, it’s noting out. As for this family…”


    Speaking of the Reeds, Reba took a deep breath


    “Say whatever you want. Even if you had the power, it wouldn’t be over me.”


    Who gave her that power?


    Whoever sided with someone <i>like </i>her would only end up screwed.


    With that, Reba went into the kitchen, poured the medicine into a bowl, and went upstairs


    with it.


    When Susan saw her about to give the stuff to Jonathan Reed again, she yelled, “I told you not to give it to him! Are you deal?”


    She screamed hysterically.


    But Reba didn’t react at all. She went straight upstairs to Jonathan’s room.


    He was asleep.


    That was all he could do these days–no doctor, no hospital.


    Reba set the bowl down on the nightstand with a loud bang, waking Jonathan.


    He frowned at her. “What are you doing?”


    Reba <b>said </b>coldly. “This is thest bowl of medicine I’ll ever bring you. Drink it or don’t, I don’t care. Whether your hand recovers or not, that’s up to fate.”


    <b>1:01 </b>PM


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    Jonathan’s eyes twitched, sensing something. “Where are you going?”


    Reba replied tly, “To take my son and get out of here.”


    +8 Pearls


    People in <i>this </i><i>family </i><i>are </i><i>really </i>giving me speechless, <i>I’m </i><i>just </i>care <i>about </i>money. As <i>for </i>actual people<i>? </i>Not worth a damn.


    Jonathan never intended to marry me anyway. And even if he did….


    Marrying a man like that would mean nothing but misery. A mother–<i>in</i><i>–</iw like Susan? That was hell.


    I want to live a few more years, not die <i>of </i>stress.


    Jonathan’s face darkened. He sat up, fully awake now. “What did you say? You’re leaving?”


    Reba looked back at him.


    Her lips curled into a mocking smile. “What, do you think I’m going to stay here and rot with you? Sorry, I’m not that kind of woman.”


    <i>Why </i>waste myself on someone who was clearly a lost cause<i>? </i>


    Am I asking for misery?


    No thanks, my heart couldn’t take <i>it</i>.


    Jonathan’s face turned red with anger when he heard the word “rot.”


    *And the money I gave you?”


    What rot? Was that really how she saw the <i>Reed </i><i>family</i><i>? </i>


    I had given <i>her </i><i>food</i>, a ce <i>to </i>live, everything, and <i>she </i>called that rot?


    Reba replied, “The money? Oh, I used it to raise the child. Don’t tell me you want it back<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Jonathan growled, “You!”


    That is about all the money we had left.


    I hadn’t been to thepany for a while<i>, </i>but <i>I </i>still kept in touch with <i>my </i>team.


    I knew what had happened<i>. </i><i>The </i>reality was harsh but <i>undeniable</i>.


    <i>My </i><i>father </i>had <i>already </i>siphoned <i>off </i>what little money thepany had <i>left</i>.


    <i>The </ipany was bankrupt.


    The <i>Reeds </i><i>were </i>finished<i>. </i>


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    +8–Pearls


    Reba muttered to herself, “This is insane. I can’t even get through one day without your mother breathing down my neck. If anyone wants to stay in this hellhole, 1 be my guest.”


    I’m done. There is nothing more for me here.


    She tossed the <b>words </b>over her shoulder and walked out.


    Jonathan yelled, “Come back! Give me my money!”


    “In your dreams, loser!” Reba shouted at him.


    Jonathan froze.


    Reba left his room <b>and </b>went straight to Lillian’s.


    As she walked in, Lillian instinctively shrank back. Perhaps it was because she was still too weak.


    If Reba really decided to throw her hands up, she wouldn’t be able to defend herself.


    Seeing the fear in her eyes, Reba scoffed. “Oh, cut the act. No one’s watching.”


    “You—what do you want now?”


    Since thest beating. Lillian hadn’t dared to provoke Reba. The wounds on her face hadn’t. even healed yet.


    This woman is vicious.


    Reba said, “What do I want? I just came to tell you that you won. I’m out.”


    Lillian’s eyes flickered.