Chapter 1073 Ungrateful
This was the scene that greeted Trevor when he got home from playing golf. His eyebrows knitted together as he spoke. “This stool is worth thirty thousand. As you are right now, you can’t afford to break it.”
His words only fueled Cecilia’s rage.
“What are you trying to imply? If not for my husband and me, would you be able to afford this stool or this house? Trevor Larson, you’re an ungrateful b*stard!”
“Ungrateful b*stard?”
Trevor, too, was enraged.
“If I really am as ungrateful as you claim, I wouldn’t even let you stay here, let alone raise Wendy with my money!”
Mentioning Wendy’s living expenses was a huge mistake on Trevor’s part. Cecilia exploded instantly.
“Trevor Larson! I can’t believe you have the audacity to bring up the ten thousand!”
Trevor scoffed in response, but he had calmed down significantly.
Taking a long drag of his cigarette, he threatened, “Cecilia, I suggest you get your head out of the clouds and realize that I have the power to ruin your life. If you anger me again, I’ll chase you out of the house and live up to my name as an ungrateful b*stard!”
Cecilia’s face turned purple with fury. “Trevor! You-”
“What? Don’t you take my words lightly! If Vinson doesn’t offer to collaborate with me within the next few days, you and I will both rot and die! So, you best pray that everything goes according to plan, or it’ll be the end of it for both of us!”
With that, Trevor snatched his coat and turned to leave. He could not stand being in the house for another second.
“Trevor! Come back and explain it clearly!” Cecilia’s shriek pierced the air, but Trevor paid her no heed.
The door slammed shut, and Trevor disappeared from her sight.
“Ungrateful b*astard! Trevor, you shameless filth!” Cecilia shrilled.
A stool flew across the room, crashing into the door with a loud thump.
The housekeepers scurried away in fear that they would get caught in the line of fire.
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