<b>hapter </b><b>598 Cracks </b><b>Beneath </b><b>the </b><b>Surface </b>
Chapter 598 Cracks Beneath the Surface
<b>Nora’s </b>words might have sounded delusional at first, but the more they thought about <b>it</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>more sense they seemed to make.
After all, wasn’t that how dramas always yed out? The emotionally constipated male lead would <b>use </b><b>some </b>side character to provoke the heroine–make her jealous, make her suffer, and in the end, he’d always return to her arms.
And if Nora were the heroine, then Yunice was just a temporary obstacle.
With that possibility in mind, their old social circle began ying both sides again. No one wanted to <b>burn </b>a bridge–just in case Wyatt did a dramatic reversal someday.
In fact, Wyatt’s so–called public deration only made them treat Nora with more courtesy than before.
Of course, Wyatt had no idea this was happening. And Nora had no clue that moments after she liked his post… he had already deleted her from his contacts.
Upstairs, Yunice had already finished packing her suitcase by the time Wyatt came in.
After all the fuss, she’d calmed down.
Seeing him walk in, she took the initiative to speak. “I’m reporting to campus tomorrow. Freya said she’d drive me.”
Wyatt’s face immediately darkened. “You’re going off to school, and I’m not even allowed to take you?” This time, Yunice didn’t argue. Her voice was calm. “I have a lot to carry, and I’ll be living in the women’s dorms. Even if you came with me, you wouldn’t be able to carry my things in.”
Then she added, “And because of what happened back when I took the SATS, people already don’t like me. I don’t want photos floating around that make it look like I got into school through special connections.”
Wyatt’s face was stone cold again. It looked like he could kill with a nce.
Yunice paused as she packed, then decided to sweeten things a little. pping him with reality was one thing–but you had to offer a bit of honey, too. Otherwise, he might really blow up.
She hesitated, then said, “There’s a shopping district behind the medical school. If you’re free sometime, you coulde walk around with me.<b>” </b>
Wyatt raised an eyebrow. The corner of his mouth lifted.
Yunice stuffed thest shirt into her suitcase and zipped it closed.
Maybe handling Wyatt wasn’t so hard after all…
Meanwhile, Owen was still tearing his hair out over Timothy.
Timothy had fully moved in and refused to leave. Lily was so terrified she <b>was </b>living out <b>of </b>a hotel. <b>Even </b>worse, the old creep kept trying to spy on Peggy when she showered, making her <b>scream </b>and throw things at him.
<b>Chapter </b><b>598 </b><b>Cracks </b>Beneath <b>the </b><b>Surface </b>
<b>But </b><b>the </b><b>guy </b><b>didn’t </b><b>scare </b><b>easily</b>. <b>He </b>was more <b>aggressive </b>than Peggy<b>–</b><b>he </b>wasn’t <b>even </b><b>afraid </b><b>to </b><b>hit </b><b>her </b>back
<b>People </b><b>say </b>a reckless brute will beat a brute, and a lunatic beats them <b>all</b>. <b>Peggy </b>thought <b>she’d </b><b>seen </b>it all turns out she’d underestimated the chaos.
Furious, she went to Owen to demand he call the police<b>. </b>
Instead, Owen blew up at her. If she dared involve the police, he warned, she could forget <b>about </b><b>touching </b>another cent of the Saunders family’s money. He’d divorce her on the spot and wouldn’t <b>spare </b><b>a </b><b>dime</b>.
Peggy was stunned. She hadn’t expected Owen to side with some filthy old man over her.
She snapped. “You disgusting bastard! You’re not protecting that pervert–you’re just afraid the <b>cops </b><b>will </b>blow up Elsie’s fake identity and expose the fake legal documents you signed!”
Owen froze. “How do you know that?”
Peggy smirked. “I know more than that. I know you sold Saunders Hospital and this house for 30 billion<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Owen looked like he’d seen a ghost. He lunged and pped a hand over Peggy’s mouth, terrified Timothy might hear through the door.
His voice was low and panicked. “You went through my safe?”
He kept all his sensitive documents in the study. The only way Peggy could’ve known was if she’d looked.
Peggy sneered. Thank Yunice for that. She’d gone looking for the will–but found something even juicier: the sale contracts<b>. </b>
That was how she learned that the house she lived in and everything the Saunders family owned… no longer belonged to them.
Now it was all under Owen’s name. The house and business were just empty shells.
Peggy grinned coldly. “Half of that 30 billion is mine. And if you don’t get rid of that disgusting old man, I’ll make sure he gets a cut of it.”
Owen was livid. How could he have been <i>so </i>unlucky–why did Peggy have to find out?
He clutched his head, spiraling, nearly losing it.
But eventually he forced himself to think. One step at <i>a </i>time.
Then he turned back and tried to cate her. “Honey, I wasn’t trying to hide it from you. I was trying to protect us from that leech. We’re on the same team now. Just pretend you don’t know anything for now. I’ll get rid of Timothy–I swear.”
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