?Chapter 653:


    Elyse greeted Jolie in a breezy tone. “Jolie, good morning. I thought I’d drop by for a visit.”


    At the sight of Elyse, Jolie’s brow crinkled in annoyance. She had nearly erased Elyse’s audacious request from her mind.


    Elyse had brazenly demanded ten billion and insisted they vacate the vi, desiring to transform it into her home. The very thought was absurd!


    Jolie’s features twisted into a grimace. “What brings you here? Didn’t I make myself clearst time? You are not wee here.”


    Undeterred, Elyse countered with a cheeky retort, “Have you forgotten your promise?”


    “Wait—what promise are we talking about?” Jolie shot back, her memory offering no traces of any agreement with Elyse.


    Disappointment surged through Jolie as she reflected on Elyse’s ingratitude.


    Elyse’s expression turned steely as she snapped, “You made a promise to me about the money and this vi. You can’t just go back on your word now.”


    Elyse believed firmly that Jolie really didn’t know what was good for her. She had given Jolie a chance to sway Alexander, yet it seemed Jolie had scarcely made an effort. But it no longer mattered. Keith had vowed to aid her in iming her rightful share.


    Elyse had resided in this vi for more than two decades. By all rights, it was supposed to be hers. And the ten billion as well. After all those years under the same roof with Alexander and Jolie, tending to them day in and day out, she’d be their quiet constant—the one they leaned on. Without her steadfast presence, Jolie would have been overwhelmed with sorrow at the devastating news of her daughter missing and might have spiraled into despair, potentially to the point of ending her own life.


    Elyse scoffed inwardly, viewing herself as the unsung hero of the Harper family. Surely, they owed her a substantial rpense? The vast fortune was justly hers.


    Elyse brandished a vi transfer document. “Examine this and affix your signature. Jolie, don’t be miserly. Had it not been for my constant support, you would have been engulfed in sorrow for your missing daughter every single day then, perhaps even contemting ending it all. My presence has been your lifeline. Surely you can’t deny me what I’m rightfully owed.”


    “You…” Overwhelmed by fury, Jolie gripped her chest, struggling to breathe.


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    Elyse sneered, her tone sharp, “Stop pretending to be sick when it’s time for you to fork out the money. I’m not your daughter, so don’t expect my pity. Save your performance for someone who might actually believe it.”


    Rage surged in Jolie’s heart. Barely containing her pain, she gestured angrily toward the door and eximed, “Leave this house!”


    “You want me to leave? As soon as you sign this contract, the vi bes mine, and you’ll be the one who has to go.”


    Losing her temper, Elyse grabbed an ink pad and tried to force Jolie’s hand down onto the contract. She gave up on further argument.


    Jolie couldn’t believe her eyes as Elyse forced her to transfer the house. She clenched her jaw and fought back fiercely.


    They struggled for several minutes, but the handprint never appeared.


    Losing her patience, Elyse erupted in fury. She swung her hand and pped Jolie across the face.


    “You really don’t see what’s good for you, do you?” Elyse yelled. “I asked nicely for your fingerprint, yet you resisted, forcing my hand. How stubborn! Just press it now!”


    The p left Jolie’s cheek stinging, her mind reeling. In all her fifty years, she had never felt such humiliation. Her chest tightened, her vision began to blur, and she passed out from anger.


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