My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 746

Mr. Michael Rosenberg clenched his jaw, not saying a word.

"Hannah, we came here today, just as you said, to find out if what Cherry posted online is true," Elder Marcus asked.

His personality was gentler than Mr. Michael Rosenberg's, and his tone was more moderate.

Hannah had a slightly better impression of him, but only slightly.

After all, at their core, all these elders were cut from the same cloth.

However, instead of answering Elder Marcus's question, Hannah picked up her phone and called Cherry.

"Come down for a minute, and bring Samuel with you. You have visitors."

The three elders were stunned to see Hannah make the call right in front of them.

Especially Mr. Michael Rosenberg.

He was about to speak when Elder Marcus grabbed his wrist.

Elder Marcus shook his head, signaling him to stay quiet.

Arrogant, utterly arrogant!

Look at her attitude—so brazen and haughty, daring to do such a thing right in their faces. It was a blatant show of disrespect.

A short while later, Cherry and Samuel came downstairs.

They had actually known the moment the three elders arrived.

But since the visit was for Hannah, they had stayed upstairs, eavesdropping without coming down.

When Cherry got Hannah's call, she was thrilled and wanted to rush down immediately.

But Samuel stopped her, reminding her to maintain her composure.

He told her to wait a bit before going down, to make the elders wait. After all, the Rosenbergs were all so arrogant, every one of them just like Lionel.

"Deserve to be punished?"

"Or should I admit I was wrong?"

"Or perhaps you want me to offer you a formal apology?"

"Or what?"

Cherry tilted her head, raised an eyebrow, and scoffed, "You Rosenberg elders are used to being the gods who call all the shots in your own family. Did you think you could come to the Temple family and do the same?"

"Or do you want to be the gods of Sova, expecting everyone here to bow to your will?"

He hadn't even finished his sentence before Cherry unleashed a tirade that completely shut down whatever he was about to say next.

Mr. Michael Rosenberg, who was already furious, became even more enraged by her words. He clenched his teeth, barely able to stay in his seat.

"Freedom of speech, freedom to post. Besides, I was just sharing a chat with my friend. Why are you coming to me? You should be asking those people!"