Liza wore a chilly expression as she raised her cane threateningly to strike Laura.
“Bastard! Do the Bryant family still matter to you? What are you talking about?”
Laura’s old wounds, inflicted by Liza, had not healed yet, and Marina had just been beaten ruthlessly by Liza.
It finally dawned on Laura that she and her daughter were nothing in
Liza's eyes.
Marina might have been the rightful heiress of the Bryant family, but she couldn't compare to Marco, who could
bring benefits to the family, even though he was born out of wedlock.
Laura quickly rose to shield herself from the cane and retorted with excitement.
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“You know I'm not talking nonsense!” Her teeth clenched as she continued, “You simply dislike my daughter
because she’s a girl. You've always favored Marco. But letremind you, Marina is the true heiress of the
Bryant family.”
“Shut up!” Liza's anger was palpable as her chest heaved, and she pointed at Laura while rebuking her.
“I always favor Marco? I've done everything | can to support this family after my son passed away. And what
have you and your daughter done besides asking for money? Laura, how dare you make such an accusation?
You've never even lifted a finger to help take care of
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Marco when he was growing up.”
“I...” Laura hesitated, unable to cup with a response.
“Ever since my son left, Bryant Group has been deteriorating. Don’t think I'm unaware that you wanted to sell
your shares and abandon this family during that critical period. If Marco hadn't returned from overseas, taken
over Bryant Group, and brought it back from the brink of collapse, making it bigger and stronger, do you think
you would still have the privilege of being Mrs. Bryant?”
Liza continued to dig out past grudges, causing Laura's face to turn blue and black.
Marco, however, found everything ridiculous.
Unable to bear the spectacle any longer, he left the bickering Bryant family behind and strode away, his
departure tinged with self-mockery.
As he stepped outside, he noticed that dark clouds were gathering in the sky.
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Without showing any emotion, Marco got into the car, started the engine, pressed down on the accelerator, and
drove away without glancing back.
The sound of the whistling wind suddenly filled the open window. Marco tightly pursed his lips and couldn't help
but recall what had just happened in his mind.
His veins stood out as he held the steering wheel tightly.
If someone had sat next to him, they would have noticed that Marco’s eyes were red and he was breathing
heavily.
Before long, the car left the suburban villas behind and the traffic on the road started to get busier. But Marco
didn’t care and he kept going at the sspeed.
He saw something in front of him that looked like it had been twisted by a hand into a strange shape.