Marcelo suddenly spoke. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly through the memorial hall. “My dad doesn’t need you to see him off. He probably didn’t want to see you even in death.”
Regina froze for a split second, a trace of awkwardness flashing across her face. “I know my position is … embarrassing. But your father and I spent more than ten years together.
“Even if it wasn’t love, it still became family. I only owe your mother an apology.”
She kept talking lightly, deliberately dragging Emery into it to provoke them further.
As if that wasn’t infuriating enough, Gianna chimed in too, putting on a hurt and pitiful expression as she looked at Miguel and Maxwell.
“Miguel, Maxwell, I know my situation is awkward now, but the years we lived under the same roof weren’t fake.
“I truly treated you both as my real brothers.”
“Oh yeah?” Miguel sneered. “If you really treated us like brothers, would you have tried to get us killed?”
“If we were really your brothers, then hurry up and return the money I gave you-and the properties I transferred into your name!”
Faced with their blunt accusations, Gianna instantly felt like she’d lifted a rock only to smash her own foot.
She never expected them to bring this up so directly, in front of so many people, in a place like this.
Didn’t they feel ashamed at all?
If they were stupid enough to be tricked, who was there to blame?
And weren’t those things given to her willingly?
Now they were demanding she return everything—in public.
How petty could they get?
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“Gentlemen, please calm down. Today is your father’s funeral. There’s no need to get too emotional.
“Could there be some misunderstanding? After this is over, why don’t we all sit down and talk it through?”
The one playing mediator was Esmond, head of the Jordan family.
Both the Nygards and the Jordans were prominent families in the same circle, so he’d naturally come to pay respects and console them.
The three brothers-and Thea-were all dissatisfied after hearing that.
Since when did an outsider get to interfere in the Nygards’ family affairs?
But considering he was the Jordan family head and had come in goodwill, they held their tongues.
They didn’t know about Esmond’s connection with Regina.
They certainly didn’t know he was indirectly responsible for their father’s death.
They only thought he was another influential family head and business partner.
At that moment, a cool, clear voice rang out.
Every word was emphasized. “My father’s funeral isn’t a place just anyone can walk into. You’re not welcome here. Get out.”
The entire hall erupted in shock.
Every guest turned to look at the speaker.
The air seemed to freeze.
Amelia had arrived.
She wore a simple black outfit, her long hair falling freely, smooth as silk.
Her face was palm-sized, pale, almost translucent, and flawless.
Yet her expression was completely unreadable, giving nothing away.
Jeremy stood beside her.
He wore a perfectly tailored black suit as well, with a white flower pinned to his chest.
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A powerful aura radiated from him—an invisible pressure that made people instinctively wary.
“Amelia, I just wanted to come see Dad. There’s no need to be this angry, is there?
“I know you hate me, but I lived in the Nygard family for so many years. I have feelings, too.”
Gianna’s anger flared instantly.
Seeing that irritating woman show up,
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