Chapter 546


    On their way to the Murphy Group, Romeo had Arabe in hisp, taking care of her like a child.


    "Have some food first."


    Inside the caravan, the chef served them a feast. Romeo forked a piece of steak and held it up to


    Arabe''s mouth.


    "This is your favorite."


    Arabe had no appetite.


    "Try some," Romeo encouraged gently.


    Arabe lifted her eyes. The coldness in her gaze warmed slightly at the sight of him. "You''ve been with


    me all day; can the group handle things without you?"


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    "Carl''s handling it." Romeo fed her the steak and forked over another piece. "How''s the taste?"


    "Mm." Arabe merely went through the motions of eating, just to keep him from worrying.


    Romeo knew she was still grieving. Her grandmother''s death was a huge blow to her.


    "Your Grandma would want you to be happy." Romeoforted her while feeding her. "If she sees you


    downcast, she won''t rest in peace. You''ve done well, and none of this is your fault."


    It was her Grandma''s poor health that led to the failed surgery.


    But what Arabe couldn''t ept was that her grandmother had been tortured before she died!


    All because of those heartless bastards in the Murphy family!


    Specifically, Olga!


    "Those three, if you think they''re too dirty to handle, let me do it," Romeo offered, feeding her more.


    But Arabe was adamant. "I want to personally bring justice for my Grandma."


    Those three couldn''t get off easy.


    "Alright, ask me for help if you need it," Romeo patiently fed her. "Most importantly, don''t punish


    yourself for their mistakes. You''re not the one who should be punished."


    "Mm." As Arabe listened to his gentle words, she realized this man truly cared about her and worried


    she might do something foolish.


    She smiled. Those heartless bastards were still alive; how could she be in trouble?


    If anyone was in trouble, it should be them!


    Meanwhile.


    The property management was evicting them because Attlee was no longer a vi owner. The


    belongings of the three of them were piled up outside the olddy''s vi, which was against the rules.


    Ynda swallowed her pride and begged the property management, who finally agreed to give her an


    hour to move out.


    During that hour, Ynda called many friends for help, but without exception, no one was willing to


    help, probably because the news of Attlee and Olga being taken to the police station had reached


    them.


    In the end, Ynda was forced to walk to the nearest pawnshop and pawn all the jewelry around her


    neck and wrists.


    The pawnshop owner, seeing her in her wedding dress and in a mess, deliberately offered a low price.


    "Do you even know what you''re dealing with? This ne and bracelet are top international brands; I


    bought them for $60,000! And now you only want to give me $5,000?"


    "That''s the price here!" The pawnshop owner said indifferently, "If you can''t ept this price, go to


    another shop!"


    Ynda was penniless. In the end, she had to ept the low price. Once she received the $5,000 in


    her ount, she first contacted the movers to move their belongings to the Murphy Group.


    That ce was thest refuge for the Murphy family.


    At the entrance of the Murphy Group.