Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 92

Chapter 6

Ethan’s face turned ashen. He whirled around to face Sophie. “What is the meaning of this? Didn’t I tell you to transfer a household allowance to my wife every month?”

Sophie fell to her knees, crying pitifully. “Ethan, I was only trying to help. I’ve seen how sudden wealth can distort people’s values. I was save those money for your future

children.”

“Saved it?” I let out a cold laugh, fishing out a printed sheet from the pile of documents. “You saved it under your own name, right? Last month, a downtown apartment appeared under your name. Paid in full. Where did the money come from? Was it from skimming my ‘allowance’?”

Sophie’s face drained of color. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Ethan closed his eyes briefly, a long, weary blink.

He was sharp enough to read the truth laid bare in front of him. He knew. He just couldn’t stand to admit he’d been outmaneuvered in his own house, by someone he’d

trusted completely.

He took a deep breath, trying to salvage the situation. “Enough. Sophie overstepped. She’ll be dealt with.”

He looked at me, his tone softening somewhat, taking on a patronizing air. “Summer, let’s put this behind us. From now on, you’ll have a hundred thousand a month. No forms, no waiting. It’s yours.”

He pulled a black card from his wallet and offered it to me. “This goes with it. No

limits.”

“As for Sophie, she’s been loyal for years. That has to count for something. What you said earlier was out of line. You’ll apologize and then we move forward. No more drama.”

I looked at that black card as if looking at a piece of filth. And I still needed to apologize?

My father’s life, the humiliation of this closet in his eyes, was it worth that much? Move

forward? As if a few words could erase what she’d done. Even now, he was still

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protecting Sophie.

I took the card. Ethan relaxed, thinking I had conceded. A hint of smugness flashed in

Sophie’s eyes.

Snap.

The sound was clean, sharp, final. In front of both of them, I bent the black card until it broke clean in half. Then I let the pieces fall, not at his feet, but directly toward him.

“Keep your money, Ethan. Maybe Sophie can use it for her retirement fund. God knows

she’s earned it.”

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