FreeNovelRamona's expression turned icy in an instant. "Don't callMom. I don't acknowledge you as my son." Victor, of course, wasn't keen on warming himself up to her cold demeanor either.
But he couldn't just stay away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all, his eyes were still firmly set on Ramona's estate, fearful it might end up in my hands.
He attempted a smile, "Mom, I know you've been under the weather, so I brought you a bunch of high-end health supplements." "I don't need them. Take your stuff and leave." "Mom, regardless of anything, I'm still your flesh and blood, a Myers through and through. We can't let outsiders take advantage of the Myers family legacy." Outsiders? Ramona couldn't help but laugh in disbelief, "And who are you calling an outsider?" "Lilliana is a Myers too." "If we're talking about outsiders, seems like your wife and kid fit the bill." Victor, trying to keep his cool, said, "Dorothy might not be blood, but adopting her and raising her as our own for all these years means something. If you deny her, what will people say about the Myers family?" Ramona didn't bother wasting her breath on him.
"If you're after the Myers estate, even my death won't make it yours, let alone while I'm still breathing." "Go tell your wife not to dream about it either. The Myers family owes her nothing. We've done our part raising her and her daughter." Victor, failing to achieve his goal, wasn't ready to give up just yet.
"That's also my daughter. I've raised her as my own. Mom, even if you favor everythin, you can't give to her. She's inexperienced with the Myers. legacy. It'll only be a matter of tbefore she runs it into the ground." Victor always had his biases against me.
And I, frankly, wasn't interested in proving anything to a relationship as nonexistent as ours.
So, I stayed silent, merely observing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRamona remained composed, "Even if she does, I'd be happier for it." I knew Ramona was just trying to rile Victor up, but her words still moved me.
And with such a significant responsibility, how could I let the Myers legacy crumble? "Mr. Myers."
I couldn't hold back any longer, my tone icy: "Regardless, you are biological son remn fathee As long as you don't cross me, I won't interfere with your life, and your current lifestyle won't change. But if you persist, don't blme for the consequences." Victor obviously didn't take my warning seriously, his ambitions far exceeding what I promised.
He smirked, "Big words for someone so young. But you're smart, cozying up to my mom, holding the Myers estate in your hands now. But I won't let you have it so easily." "Mr. Myers, maybe you should get your head checked instead of wasting there." Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through. I instinctively turned to see who it was.
As he approached, I asked, "Didn't you say you were busy?" "Yeah, just wanted to check in."
Gregory spoke softly tobefore turning a cold gaze toward Victor, "You can't even sort out your own mess with Bear, and yet you dream of claiming the entire Myers estate? It's good to have dreams, but you also need the capability to realize them." X
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