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Chapter 962

    Chapter 962


    Jacques was already breathless with anger. He pointed a trembling finger at Madeline. “Y–you! Tell me


    what’s going on!”


    “What else could it be?” Madeline saw the situation was out in the open and decided to throw caution to


    the wind. She said indifferently, “I just borrowed fifty grand from Trent to buy a designer bag and a new


    phone How was I supposed to know that you two coots would be so useless and can’t even repay fifty


    thousand?”


    She even med her elderly parents. She was utterly shameless.


    “Y–you.” Sandra trembled uncontrobly “How could you mortgage this house to someone else? What


    about your brother? Where will his spirit rest?”


    Madeline said shamelessly, “He’s dead. He can be anywhere. At most, we can just dig a hole for him


    on a hill, right?”


    Her wordspletely infuriated Jacques and Sandra. They red at Madeline and shook their heads.


    utterly disappointed


    “You You “Sandra felt like the sky was falling She stumbled back a few steps and pointed to Madeline,


    reprimanding. “You ungrateful child


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    “When I found you abandoned on the roadside on the brink of death, I picked you up out of the


    kindness of my heart and raised you. How could you say such things about your brother? Has your


    conscience been eaten by dogs?”


    Jacques also could not hold back anymore “You disgraceful child. Have you forgotten who it was whol


    always left thest bit of food to feed you when you were young?


    “Who wore clothes that had been patched up countless times, saying he didn’t need new clothes just


    so you could have them?


    “It was your brother!


    “He chose not to go to college and joined the army just to save money for your education, yet you…


    How could you say such things about him? Are you even human?”


    The words of the elderly couple did not awaken Madeline’s conscience. After all, she had lost her


    conscience a long time ago.


    Madeline did not feel shameful and said firmly, “If you were so broke and poor, why did you pick me up


    just to let me suffer? Are you guys sick in the head? Did I even beg you to pick me up?”


    Those wordspletely floored the elderly couple.


    Andrius listened carefully while standing to the side.


    It turned out that Madeline was just someone the elderly couple had picked up. For a moment, he felt


    even angrier. Madeline was truly undeserving of being called a human.


    “Madeline, you…”


    “Madeline, I really regret my decision!”


    Jacques and Sandra were infuriated to the point of no return.


    “Enough, stop barking!” Trent came to collect the house, not to listen to them argue. He shouted in


    annoyance, “You two old coots, get out!”


    Jacques and Sandra exchanged a nce and remained resolute.


    “No! This is our home and our son’s resting ce. You won’t take this house from us!” Sandra’s voice


    was not loud, but it resonated throughout the yard.


    “Heh…” Trent snorted and said coldly, “Since you’re so stubborn, don’t me me for being impolite!


    Smash it up! Start by breaking that urn!”


    He pointed to the urn by the wall and ordered his men.


    “Woohoo!”


    “Let’s do it!”


    “Let’s get to work, brothers!”


    Trent waved his hand, and the group behind him immediately prepared to trash the house.


    When the first burly man approached the wall and prepared to smash the urn with a steel pipe, a hand


    reached out from the side and firmly grasped the man’s wrist.


    No matter how hard the man struggled, even if he used the strength of a hydraulic press, he could not


    move a millimeter. It was as if his wrist was mped by a steel vise with the strength of a mountain. It


    was none other than Andrius.
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