To his surprise, Elaine Hughes replied, "We cut ties with her a long time ago. Of course she doesn’t live here anymore. As for where she’s gone, we have no idea."
Noticing Ethan Sutton’s skeptical gaze, Elaine Hughes quickly recounted the time they had disowned Sylvia in her hospital room.
Simon Lancaster’s eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing this.
The Lancaster and Sutton families had known each other for years, so Ethan Sutton was well aware of how much Robert and Elaine Hughes doted on their precious daughter, Sylvia. They doted on her so much it was as if they were afraid she’d break if they held her or melt if they kept her too close.
For Sylvia’s eighteenth birthday, Robert and Elaine Hughes had bought her an entire estate abroad. They threw a lavish coming-of-age party for her there, inviting socialites from every circle—treatment their two sons, Simon and Silas Lancaster, had never received.
To think they could just kick out the daughter they once doted on so excessively... Even Ethan Sutton was a bit shocked by Robert and Elaine Hughes’s heartlessness.
Seeing this, Ethan Sutton could only say in a cold voice, "Since you can’t come up with the money, this villa now belongs to the Sutton family."
Hearing this, Robert Lancaster’s previously servile and fawning demeanor vanished. He shot up from the sofa and shouted at Ethan Sutton, "No! You absolutely cannot have this villa! If the Suttons insist on tearing things wide open, then... then go ahead and sue us!"
Robert Lancaster stared at Ethan Sutton, his face grim. "First of all, Sylvia was never our biological daughter. And in terms of relationships, she’s been married to you for a while now!"
"Every cent you spent on her is considered a voluntary gift within a marriage! I’d like to see you try to reclaim marital expenses in court. What judge would rule in your favor?!"
A moment ago, Robert Lancaster might have wanted to save some face for himself and the Lancaster family. He was afraid Ethan Sutton would publicize Sylvia’s outrageous actions and humiliate him, which was why his tone had been so servile.
But now, Robert Lancaster didn’t care about any of that.
This villa was Robert Lancaster’s last nerve. ’To protect this villa, what is my pride worth? So-called face, dignity... none of it means a thing compared to this house!’
’This villa is the last symbol of my status as part of the elite, the foundation for my comeback. I absolutely cannot lose it!’
Ethan Sutton’s brow furrowed at the sight. He never would have imagined that the dignified President Lancaster—a man who perennially graced the business section of newspapers, the ever-arrogant patriarch of the Lancaster family—could change so completely.
In just a few short months, Robert Lancaster’s former elegance and composure had vanished without a trace, replaced by this jaw-dropping, shameless persona.
Ethan Sutton grew increasingly irritated as he listened to Robert Lancaster.
He knew Robert Lancaster was right.
He and Sylvia were legally married. They were husband and wife in name and in practice, and they had lived together. If he tried to demand repayment for expenses during the marriage, the court most likely wouldn’t support his claim.
Even if he used the child’s parentage as grounds to sue for emotional distress, he probably wouldn’t get much out of the Lancaster family.
Besides, with the natural disasters ongoing for over a year, courts everywhere were buried under a mountain of cases.
Robberies, thefts, economic disputes, debt disputes, labor disputes... The judicial systems in many places were on the verge of collapse. A marital property dispute like this would probably take years just to be filed.
Robert Lancaster was banking on this, which was why he was acting so brazenly.
Seeing the shameless look on Robert Lancaster’s face—like a dead pig that no longer fears boiling water—Ethan Sutton let out a laugh of pure anger.
He sneered. "Simon Lancaster works at Rhodes now, doesn’t he? Tell me, what do you think would happen if I went to his office and told his colleagues that he seduced his own sister, knocked her up, and cuckolded his brother-in-law? Do you think he’d be able to keep his job?"
Elaine Hughes shot to her feet. "No!" she cried frantically. "You can’t do that!"
Robert Lancaster’s expression darkened as well.



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