Bennett's hands were shaking as he borrowed a stranger's cell to call Carmella. After a few rings, she picked up.
As soon as she answered, Bennett blurted out, "Carmella, did you see the text I sent? Your mom's in surgery, it's serious. She needs money fast. The business is drained, and you've taken everything from the house. How can you be so heartless, not caring if your mom lives or dies? We raised you for over two decades!"
There was a pause before Carmella's indifferent voice came through, "Mom's got investments, doesn't she? Don't tell me you're out of money. Stop lying to me!"
Bennett's face turned pale with anger, "Haven't you seen the news? Do you have any idea what state the Macclain family's in right now? Even if we could get hold of your mom's investment money, which we can't, our accounts are about to be frozen. Your mom needs cash to save her life!"
"Then go ask Estelle," Carmella retorted, "She's rolling in it!"
Bennett choked on his breath, nearly gasping for air, then managed to say hoarsely, "Carmella, how can you be so cold? You know the score with Estelle. After everything that's happened, how could you not understand?"
"Your mom treated you like her own, even after we found out you weren't hers by birth. We pushed Estelle out, all to make you feel like you belonged. And now you repay her kindness like this!"
Carmella's tone remained cool, "Is it my fault I was switched at birth? You raised me, so you're responsible for me, for life. Consider this money as you taking care of me for the rest of yours. As for Mom, tell her to keep her temper in check and stop hitting people. Maybe she'll get better on her own!"
With that, Carmella hung up.
No matter how many times Bennett tried, she didn't pick up again.
He couldn't believe how cruel and heartless Carmella had turned out to be; all her past kindness, all that innocence, had been a facade.
He and Simone had been deceived, utterly deceived!
To think that the daughter they raised for over twenty years was a stranger to them.
Trembling with rage, Bennett slowly sat down, his world going dark in waves.
"Almost nine," he said, his voice a low, magnetic purr.
Estelle frowned slightly, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
"There's no rush. If I wasn't worried about your nightmares, I might have let you sleep till noon," Jonathan replied softly.
Nestling into his lap, Estelle dozed off again before mumbling, "What's happening outside?"
"The Crawley family and their backers are finished. The Macclains might be in for a worse fate," Jonathan said, stroking her hair calmly.
Estelle hummed in acknowledgment, "Did Grandpa call?"
Jonathan turned on her phone, and instantly, a barrage of messages and missed calls flooded the screen.

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