Ritchie was in the midst of battle when he barked irritably, "This is so annoying. Can't a guy gin peace? Just hand over your money toand save the noise." Perla was on the verge of tears, "You're not even going to stand up forand deal with this menace..." "That's enough." Belinda slammed her hand down on the table, unable to contain her frustration, "Look at yourselves! What a spectacle. You've gone too far." Jolin interjected, "Perla, you're in the wrong here. The cash gifts are for the kids, not for you. Snatching from them is going to turn into a family joke if word gets out." Perla shot her a scornful look, "I'm just trying to keep them from wasting it. I'm saving it for them." "It's her choice to give it to you out of affection," Jolin continued, "but you can't force her hand or outright rob her." Lilith nodded vigorously, "You got it right. That's the grace of a lady of standing, unlike swho are as stingy as they come, acting like bandits." Perla's face burned as if she had been slapped by an invisible hand, her mouth almost twisted to her ear in anger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Enough." Belinda reprimanded, "You've already kicked out a daughter-in-law, don't make any more trouble. Not capable at all, you can't even teach Ritchie well. If Ritchie divorced again, it would be a third marriage in the future, and who would dare to marry such a man." Perla was furious.
"As my son's wife, she is expected to obey. If she can't, then get out." Belinda interjected sternly, "Being my daughter-in-law comes with expectations, too. Keep stirring trouble, and I'll have Rahul send you packing." Lilith couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction watching Perla take a hit. She wasn't one to be trifled with, and she'd deal with her in the future.
Belinda then added, "Lilith, as the new bride in this family, you need to abide by the rules. Support your husband, raise your children, and respect your in-laws. No more striking Perla, understand?" With a face full of grievance, Lilith replied, "Grandma, she hitfirst." "From now on, whoever raises a hand first will answer to me," Belinda declared,"A true Hawthorne resolves matters with words, not fists. We're a respected family now, and | won't tolerate any unseemly behavior." Perla, seething with frustration, thought about how different her life would be if Ritchie had married into wealth.
She could be living in a mansion with servants, not looked down upon by Zack's family.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe thought, "These no-good, unlucky sorts had to be kicked to the curb." Meanwhile, the kids, worn out from play, gathered in the yard.
Aurelia brought over a platter of fruits.
Everyone settled down on the stone benches under the shade, enjoying the cool breeze and snacking on the fruits.
After biting into a piece of watermelon, Aurelia's thoughts shifted gears, "Arnold, have you gotten in touch with Ramona's parents yet?" "Not yet," Arnold replied, his expression turning somber, "There's no record of them entering Eldoria. My people checked customs, too. They didn't leave the country, so they must still be in Elysium." Raising her eyebrows, Aurelia mused, "That's odd. If they haven't left, why would Ramona claim they went back home?" William chimed in, "I've prodded Ramona a bit, and she's adamant her parents went back." Kane added, "Vivian caught Ramona crying in the middle of the night once. When asked, Ramona claimed she was just having a bad dream. Vivian also saw her sending messages in secret, and maybe she's been contacting her parents." Aurelia stroked her chin thoughtfully, "Something didn't add up." "Is it possible that Ramona is lying? Maybe something happened to her parents, and she's been threatened into silence." Arnold said, "My contacts are digging into their travel records to see if we can find any leads." "Monday, I'll visit the school," Aurelia proposed, "I'll treat the kids to lunch and have a word with Ramona."