Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 469

“That won’t do. You’re my only precious daughter. Your wedding has to be a grand affair, and you must make Sebastian give you a generous amount of company shares as a wedding gift.

He gave Lillian so much when they got married. This time, he has to give you more, not less.”

On this point, Bella was just as calculating.

Money was a wonderful thing, and Bella wasn’t stupid. She knew she had to secure as much as she could for herself.

“Don’t worry, Mom. You don’t have to tell me to ask him for those things. I’ll get them.

I’m not going to sell myself short, am I?”

“That’s my clever girl!”

***

With the money secured, Brandon and Colin hurried to sort out Martin’s situation.

When Lillian received a call about a financial settlement, she simply agreed and sent her lawyer to handle it.

When the lawyer arrived at the police station, Brandon was furious. “Where is Lillian?”

“Mr. Mercer, our Ms. Mercer is a very busy woman. She has authorized me to handle this matter on her behalf,” the lawyer replied calmly.

“Rest assured, although Ms. Mercer is not present, her instructions were very clear: all damaged items are to be compensated for at full price. Not a single penny less.”

That sounded just like Lillian. Uncompromising.

Brandon was seething. “What an ego. ‘Ms. Mercer.’ Does she really think starting some little company makes her a ‘Ms. Mercer’? She has no idea what she’s in for. When her company goes bankrupt and she’s personally broke, she’ll have nowhere to run and cry.

By burning her bridges with us like this, I’d like to see how she survives in the future.

Tell your ‘Ms. Mercer’ that it’s always wise to leave yourself an out.”

The lawyer politely ignored Brandon’s rant and handed him an itemized list of the damages. “Mr. Mercer, please review this.”

The lawyer glanced at it, signed the receipt, and immediately called Lillian to confirm that the matter was settled.

A short while later, the brothers waited as the police brought Martin out. He looked like a mess—his hair was disheveled, he was unshaven and haggard, and his clothes gave off a sour smell.

He looked like a homeless man.

The moment he saw his sons, his anger flared.

Still inside the police station, he looked around for something to throw, but fearing he’d damage public property, he took off his shoe and hurled it at them.

“You have the nerve to show up? How many days has it been? What have you two been doing all this time?

Have you completely forgotten about your old man?

You’re only bailing me out now? Why didn’t you just wait until that little bitch Lillian sent me to prison and visit me then?”