Chapter 481
Attlee tried to reason with a friendly tone: “Knock before you barge in, okay?”
After closing the door, he knocked again, but there was no response from Mom.
Unable to endure this, Olga stormed in, fuming, “Mom, didn’t you hear the knocking? Are you so sick that even your ears can’t work? We’ve been knocking forever! How long do you plan to keep us out here? You owe Attlee, me, and Yoli an explanation for all this!”
With that, she pulled Yolanda from behind her. Yolanda’s eyes were red; she was clearly upset about the whole situation. She looked like the whole world had wronged her.
“What did you do to Casey?” Grace shot back instead of answering, “Is Casey with you?”
Casey was Grace’s personal advisor, specifically the one who helped with the will.
In Casey’s character, she would never reveal the contents of the will unless forced to!
When Olga stormed into the room, Grace suspected something was up with Casey. After Attlee pulled Olga out, Grace frantically dialed Casey’s number, only to be greeted by silence.
Worried for Casey’s safety, Grace got even angrier, pointing a trembling finger at Olga and asking, “What did you do to Casey?”
“She just wouldn’t cooperate, so I had to make her suffer a bit. Man, she’s stubborn, she wouldn’t spill the beans no matter what.” Olga smirked, recalling Casey’s terrified expression and her agony after being taught a lesson–It was satisfying.
“So, you threatened her with her daughter, didn’t you?”
Casey was a single mom, and her daughter was her Achilles‘ heel.
“What did you do to that girl?”
“I just gave her a scare; I didn’t hurt her! Why are you so worked up?” Olga couldn’t understand why Grace was more concerned about others than her own family. Was she really so sick that her brain was fried?
“Let them go!” Grace banged a book on the bed rail, making a racket..“I order you to let them go!”
“They’ve been released.” Olga shrugged. “If she’d just complied from the start, she wouldn’t have had to suffer. So much for teamwork.”
But Grace’s will was already kept in a will bank, and nobody could access or nullify it unless Grace agreed to alter it.
That’s why Olga had to confront Grace.
Overwhelmed by rage, Grace hurled a glass of water from her bedside table.
Attlee was too late to stop her. The glass hit Olga, soaking her dress..
“Mom, are you out of your mind? Why would you hit me?“:
“You deserved it! Calling you a robber is an insult to robbers! You three would do anything for the will. Where’s your conscience? You’ve done some seriously messed–up things.”
Grace coughed violently, clutching her chest. She seemed to have overexerted herself, her heart throbbing with pain.
Feeling wronged, Olga retorted, “How can you say that? You only have one son. If you won’t leave anything to him, at least leave something to Yoli. Who’s Arabella? She’s just a stranger with no blood relation to us. She’s the founder of QY and a piano maestro. She doesn’t need your money. Why would you leave her everything?”
“That’s my property. I’ll leave it to whoever I want. What’s it to you?” Grace pointed at Olga after a fit of coughing and said, “Just yesterday, weren’t you crying and begging, saying you owe Arabella too much and want to make amends, to be a family again? Now she’s a stranger with no blood relations?”
