Chapter 530
Meanwhile, in Yuna’s room.
As soon as they entered, Yuna’s demeanor shifted dramatically. Her face set in a stern mask, she interrogated
Manley, “Manley, was what you said to daddy about pleading for me real? You’re willing to ditch the inheritance?
And you’re actually considering being pals with Hayes?”
Manley, believing that his mother had been moved by his and Hayes’s heartfelt gestures, was expecting some
words of praise.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGrinning from ear to ear, he nodded earnestly. “Yeah, Mom, every word I said was the truth! If it means keeping
you here, I’d give up anything.”
After speaking, Manley lifted his little face, waiting for his mother’s commendation.
But Yuna, to his surprise, flew into a rage, yanked Manley close, and glared into his eyes, “You spineless twit! Who
gave you permission to cast aside your inheritance? You must never give up our estate, and you especially can’t be
friends with Hayes! Got it?”
Manley was taken aback, completely stunned.
He couldn’t fathom why his mom was so angry; after all, he and Hayes were just trying to keep her around!
The more puzzled he appeared, the angrier Yuna became. She glanced around, locked the door, then dragged
Manley to the balcony, and whispered fiercely, “You are the rightful heir, Manley. That estate will be yours to inherit!
And cut the nonsense about giving it up!”
Manley, confused, protested, “But what about Hayes? Why can’t I hang out with him?”
He had just reconciled with Hayes, who was so generous that he even gave him a Transformer toy. Why didn’t his
mom want him to play with Hayes? Pondering over this made Manley feel a pang of sadness.
Yuna was livid. She knew her son was innocent, and would be swayed by anyone’s words, bending over for the
smallest of favors!
Without a doubt, it was Marguerite, meddling behind the scenes!
She steadied herself, her face growing stern as she exaggerated the stakes to manipulate Manley, “Manley, I just
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmheard from Teresa Winston’s mother that if your daddy grows fonder of Hayes than you, he might kick you out too!
Do you want to be cast away by your own father?”
Manley couldn’t believe it, “Did Lady Marguerite say that?”
“Don’t call her that! She’s nothing but a homewrecker!”
Yuna’s venomous, threatening tone scared Manley to his core. He looked steadily at his mother, convinced that his
daddy wouldn’t do such a thing, and Marguerite had been kind to him too. Yet, he also felt that his beloved mommy
wouldn’t lie to him.
Torn, he didn’t know whom to believe. Caught in his dilemma, yet wanting to reassure his mom, Manley nodded
obediently and promised, “I get it, Mom. I’ll listen to you. Please, don’t be mad.”