Mr. Ward was Celine’s brother, a high-ranking police officer, the incorruptible, by-the-book type.
Others might fear the Mercer family, but Mr. Ward wouldn’t. And the Mercers couldn’t afford the scandal. If the police showed up at their home, the rumor mill would be working overtime by the next day.
“Mira, how could you conspire with outsiders against your own family?”
Ethan couldn’t help but ask, his voice laced with disappointment.
“You’re the ones ganging up with Mara to bully me.”
Lacey held Mara in her arms, gently patting her back.
She looked at Mira, feeling helpless.
Had this child really grown so distant from her family? Yes, they had favored Mara, but Mara had been lost for seventeen years. Shouldn’t they compensate her for that?
Why couldn’t Mira be more understanding? What was wrong with yielding to her sister? You’ve already enjoyed seventeen years of your family’s love; now it’s Mara’s turn.
Adrian was even more furious. “Fine, I won’t lock you up. If you’ve got the guts, then leave this house and never come back.”
I was waiting for you to say that.
“Fine. You said it.
Give me a legally binding document disowning me, and I’ll leave.”
In the kitchen, Ms. Xiu, who was preparing dinner, paced anxiously as she heard them arguing. She wanted to signal Mira to say a little less to avoid making things worse for herself.
Unfortunately, Mira never once glanced toward the kitchen.
Sigh, the girl was so defiant. If the master of the house really kicked her out, how would she survive?
Mira turned and walked upstairs.
Mara scoffed internally. What an idiot. Antagonizing her father would bring her no benefits. Leaving the Mercer family? Let’s see how you maintain your pampered lifestyle then.
“Mira, apologize, now!” Ethan shouted.
“Why bother with her? Let her do whatever she wants,” Adrian said resentfully, stopping Ethan, but he still didn’t call a lawyer.

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