Chapter 581 That’s Not a Daughter–in–Law, That’s a Lawyer
Before Holt could speak, Mona jumped in first. “Is this what Derrick wants<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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She was trying hard to maintain the image of aposed stepmother, but at this moment, it was clearly cracking. If you listened closely, her tone was alreadyced with clenched teeth.
Marie messed up the polish on her nail just then.
Irritated, she mmed the brush onto the table with a sharp <i>thunk</i><i>. </i>
On the surface, it looked like she was mad about the ruined nail polish–but it was clearly a p in Mona’s direction.
Mona had barely opened her mouth, and Marie was already mming things?
Mona’s face turned even darker. “Ms. Marie, what’s the meaning of that?”
Marie replied calmly, “If I remember correctly, based on your current status, shouldn’t you be calling medy of the house?”
“You-”
Marie lifted her eyelids and nced at her. “Actually,e to think of it, what’s your official title again in the Tom family?”
After Derrick’s mother died, Holt had brought Mona into the house not long after.
Everyone said she was the Tom family’s new matriarch.
But Marie remembered clearly–Holt never gave this woman a wedding. What outsiders assumed meant nothing.
What <i>Marie </i>believed was what counted.
Sure enough, Mona’s face went from pale to livid at the sharp edge in Marie’s question.
Marie turned to Holt. “Dad.”
Mona looked at him too, eyes practically begging him to dere she was the realdy of the house.
Holt’s gaze was like a hawk’s, sharp and unwavering as he stared at Marie. “Where’s Derrick?”
Marie replied, “Dropped me off here and left. Said he was going to pick up that Monroe or whatever.”
“Dad, considering the ties between the Dawson family and the Tom family back in the day, you really need to step in and do right by me. That bastard Derrick has been going against my brother for years, and now he’s forcing me to marry him.”
“So no matter how you look at it, you owe me some seriouspensation.”
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Chapter 581 That’s Not a Daughter–in–Law. That’s a Lawyer
She bit down hard on that wordpensation.
Mona and Gary’s faces twisted even further.
Especially the way Marie kept calling Holt “Dad” as soon as she stepped into the house–like she belonged
here.
But the conditions she wasying out… nobody here could stomach them.
This wasn’t just asking for a share of inheritance.
She was clearly here to take two–<i>thirds </i>of the Tom family with her. And Derrick wasn’t even present.
“Derrick publicly dered three years ago that he’s no longer part of the Tom family,” Gary suddenly said.
It was the first time he’d spoken.
But before he even finished the sentence, Marie shot him a razor–sharp look.
“And who are you again?”
Gary’s expression immediately crumpled into something ugly.
“I think you know exactly who I am,” he snapped.
Marie hadn’t said anything crude, but that single retort was enough to leave him speechless.
For years, people had whispered about Gary’s status behind his back, but no one had ever said it to his face.
He <i>was </i>supposed to be one of the Tom family’s heirs.
Marie smirked. “Oh, I know. I just think <i>you </i>might’ve forgotten who you are.”
She swept her eyes over him, then rolled them with open disdain.
“Since we’re talking inheritance, let me remind you: in Falvaria, as long as the legal heirs within the marriage are still alive, illegitimate children have no im.”
Both Gary and Mona’s breathing hitched.
Their already sour expressions turned downright ashen.
Especially Gary–his re toward Marie now held real threat.
But Marie couldn’t care less.
She looked over at Holt again, clearly losing patience. “Dad, are you going to say something?”
There it was again-“Dad.” And every time she said it, Mona and Gary looked like they wanted to explode.
Was she calling him Dad… or serving him a bill?
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Chapter 581 That’s Not a Daughter–in–Law, That’s a Lawyer
Holt twisted the bracelet on his wrist. “Derrick didn’t tell you? He already took his mother’s entire share three years ago.”
It had nearly gutted the Tom family at the time.
Derrick didn’t care–whatever he wanted, he took. Everyst bit..
They’d had a few quiet years without him.
But now came Marie…
And she was even more relentless<b>. </b>
Marie said, “Well, he didn’t give it to me<i>. </i>And you know how it is, Dad–once a woman’s married, she manages the money. So, Mom’s share? Either you hand it over, or Derrick does.”
Gary snapped, “What kind of logic is that?”
Marie leaned forward slightly. “And who are you to question my logic?”
“You-”
Marie raised an eyebrow. “Should I ask my mom or my brother toe negotiate with you instead? One way or another, what belongs to my husband–I’m taking.”
Mona cut in again, her voice cracking. “He already took everything three years ago.”
Marie’s steady pressure was clearly cracking Mona’s picture–perfect stepmother act.
Marie tossed out a casual shrug. “I haven’t seen a cent of it.”
Another eye roll–sharp and unbothered.
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