Chapter 874

Chapter 874:

But when Gracie passed away, he became preoccupied with business affairs and maintaining the facade of a grieving, faithful husband. The matter of changing the name had slipped through the cracks, buried beneath more pressing concerns.

Then, when the house was eventually rebuilt, he still had not bothered to alter the records. By then, his wealth had soared beyond what he had once imagined, and this property had become a mere footnote in his empire.

He continued to live here, not out of necessity, but out of habit—and because the location remained undeniably ideal.

Never had he imagined that this detail, long forgotten, would resurface in such a manner.

With Robert’s silence as damning evidence, the truth became as clear as daylight. The house had always belonged to Gracie.

“Uncle.” Fernanda reached out, lightly tugging at Toby’s sleeve. “Let us go.” It was obvious that Toby was not one for verbal sparring, and if Selma decided to let loose another torrent of bile, it would serve no purpose other than to upset him further.

Toby turned to Fernanda, drew a deep breath, and gently ran his hand over her head.

Selma held her tongue as the three of them made their way to the door.

Inside the Morgan family residence, Selma’s emotions were in turmoil.

“What does Fernanda mean?” Selma shrieked, her voice piercing the air. “This is obviously my daughter and son-in-law’s house! How did it suddenly become hers? How can she be so brazen?”

Selma gasped for breath, feeling a wave of dizziness. She collapsed onto the sofa, and after catching her breath, yelled out again, “Fine, we’ll leave! We don’t even want to live in this dump! Robert, let’s go! Let’s move to a bigger, better place!”

“Can you just stop?” Kevin snapped, his frustration boiling over as he tossed his tablet onto the sofa. “Why is there always something to argue about? Has Fernanda ever actually done anything to you? Why are you always stirring up trouble? It’s just exhausting!”

With that, he kicked the sofa hard and stormed upstairs.

He’d been sour all day. Ever since the two visitors from the Cooper family arrived, his spirits had plummeted. But his irritation stemmed from reasons other than Selma’s.

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩸𝖼𝗈𝗺

Fernanda was reconnecting with her mother’s side of the family. Relatives from her biological mother’s side had shown up, and once Fernanda joined them, she was sure to meet many cousins.

Thinking about this possibility made Kevin incredibly frustrated.

He lay on his bed, pounding the mattress in annoyance, feeling an oppressive weight on his chest.

He drew back the curtains, but all he could see was the distant glow of the musical fountain. Fernanda was long gone.

After leaving Dawn Villas, Fernanda, Toby, and Duran made their way to the train station. They were bound for Silendale in Ashford, a journey of about four hours by train.

While buying tickets, Fernanda noticed Toby opting for business class seats, and she shook her head. “Coach class is just fine. Four hours will fly by.” She wasn’t fussy, and considering Toby’s modest attire, there was no need for extravagance.

But Toby smiled and purchased the business class tickets regardless.

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