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The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)

Chapter 837
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"Just do as Marianne suggests," Amanda declared with a stern voice that carried the weight of years, "Take back Perry's house and kick his wife and kids out. Suspend people from the Brown family without pay and never let them get their jobs back until Perry shows up." She paused, her gaze hardening before continuing, "The Brown family's city house also belongs to the Clark family. Take it back. Let them roll back to the countryside." Laverne burst into tears. "My parents are old, and they've sold their country home. Where will they live if you force them out?" Amanda was unsympathetic. "They can live wherever they please. They didn't care about Ryan's well-being, and why should | care about theirs?" Ryan wasn't going to stand up for Laverne this time. He even rubbed it in.

"Grandma, Uncle Perry went down to Vegas and blew three million. Mom has covered for him without telling you.

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We need to get that money back." Amanda rounded on Laverne with a tirade. "You little tramp, you've been sneaking and funneling our money to your family, huh?" Inside, Marianne felt a twisted sense of satisfaction, the thrill of delivering a fatal blow to enemies.

"My advice is to go to court right away. We can blacklist Perry and freeze his credit cards so he can't afford a hotel stay. He'll have to call the Brown family for help, and then we'll know where he's hiding." Amanda nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, let's sue him. Make him pay." Laverne was in a dilemma and torn between her only son and her beloved brother.

"Don't push too hard," she pleaded. "This is about giving out a kidney, not giving blood. Losing a kidney is a big deal. Anyone would be scared. The more you press Perry, the more resentful he'll becand the less likely he is to cforward." Quentin gave her a scornful look. "You didn't have that attitude when you requested Marianne to donate a kidney. You cried and wailed in front ofand Mom, saying you'd tie her up if necessary to get a match. Why the change of attitude with your brother?" Laverne stuttered, "It's different for men and women. Women can cope with losing a kidney, but for men, the impact is significant." Quentin snorted. "How is it less significant for women? Perry's got two daughters already. He's done with having kids. But Marianne isn't married yet. Who'd want her if her potential in-laws find out she only has one kidney?" He was still hoping Marianne would marry into the prestigious Hawthorne family to have a powerful ally in his corner.

The Hawthorne family's status among the elite was because Aurelia married into the Stirling family and bore a male heir.

To a business person, profit trumps kinship.

With his son in such a condition, even if a kidney transplant saved his life, the boy wouldn't be able to shoulder burdens or carry loads. Better to secure his daughter's future by marrying her into a top-tier family for maximum benefit.

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With strong connections, he wouldn't have to worry about his son squandering the family fortune.

Marianne cast him a sidelong glance, thinking inwardly, “My father is defending me? The sun must be rising from the west. He must be up to sscheme.” Laverne sensed something was off, too. Quentin had never liked Marianne, but he was speaking up for her. If his son were out of the picture, he'd leave all his wealth to Marianne.

"I'll go back to my parents' htomorrow." On the weekend, Aurelia took her two children and Skyler to Mossy Rock Retreat, and Lisa also brought Nova along.

Skyler was prepping for his interview at Pinnacle Ivy League School.

He pulled out a book, the classic fairy tale "The Little Prince." "Once when | was six years old | saw a magnificent picture in a book, called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal."