Chapter 152
Finally, they made it to the top of Lantern Mountain. From a distance, Molly saw a group of people surrounding her mother, Iris. And off to the side, soaking it all in, was her cousin Myra
The girl who was talking was around 17 or 18, wearing an expensive little dress and decked out in accessories that screamed ‘money‘. Her soft, wavy hair was cascading down her back.
“Myra‘ Are you even speaking human right now? Do you remember how good your uncle treated your family when he was alive? Do you not have a shred of gratitude in you? Are you not scared your uncle would be pissed at you in the afterlife?”
Ins was fuming, but she was outnumbered. She knew better than anyone else that she was at a disadvantage.
“Auntie Iris, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. Uncle was grandad’s favorite when he was alive, and back then your family was all over us, but things have changed.”
Myra said, and then gave her bodyguard a lazy, arrogant glance. “Joey, what the hell are you daydreaming about? Go take care of my aunt. It might give my uncle some peace, knowing his wife is being looked after. I’m sure he’d appreciate it from the other side.”
Joey, the bodyguard, was short and stocky, probably in his forties. His eyes were full of greed.
Ins had always lived a good life. Her face was well–cared for and she carried herself like a lady of high society. Even after they moved to a rental, she still had that sophisticated charm. Her clothes were a bit worn, but her aura was as captivating as ever, making Joey’s heart race.
“Joey might be poor, and he might not match up to your uncle, but he’s a better fit for you now.”
Myra watched as Joey approached Iris step by step, a smug smile on her face. “Auntie, enjoy yourself. Joey’s got the strength to make you feel good.”
Iris pointed at the tombstone and said, “If you dare let him touch me today, I’ll kill myself right here! Let’s see how you explain that to the Cooper family!” Myra snorted. “What? Uncle died a long time ago, and you want to keep your chastity for him? Who the hell would care about you two?
“You shameless bitch!” Molly suddenly rushed forward, raising her hand to slap Myra.
But she was stopped by a bodyguard, and then pushed to the ground.
Molly fell and scraped her elbow, drawing blood.
“Molly how did you get here?” Iris asked urgently. “Go away, don’t worry about me.”
Molly glared at the arrogant girl in front of her. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
“Molly!” Myra looked at her, a mix of anger and amusement on her face. “You came at the perfect time. John, you’ve always had a thing for her, haven’t you? Today, you and Joey can show them a good time.”
Molly was furious. “Don’t you dare lay a hand on us?”
“And what if I do? Nobody’s gonna come to your rescue.” Myra raised an eyebrow triumphantly. “Go ahead.”
Joey was the first to stride over, trying to rip the clothes off Iris. Iris screamed in terror.
“Let go of my mom!” Molly tried to rescue her mother, but John grabbed her by the foot and dragged her towards the bushes. “You bastard, let go of me!“”
Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed John’s arm: Before he could react, he was kicked into the bushes.
