"I came to your house, encountered your daughter, and when I mentioned I was looking for you, she locked me, my friend, and my friend's child in your attic. At the end, your wife even threatened me with a knife."
Arnold looked ashamed, but deep down he was seething with fury. If only he could rush home right now and deal with those two bumbling women.
They were asking for trouble.
"Marlinie, I'm sorry that my family has hurt you! I apologize on their behalf, and I'll cover your medical expenses!"
Marlinie's expression was indifferent, and she only gave him a nonchalant hum. "That's not necessary. I came to ask you something about my daughter."
Upon hearing Marlinie mention her daughter, Arnold's face turned extremely ugly.
"Um... about that, I owe you an apology! I'm sorry that I didn't take better care of your daughter, and she passed away at such a young age."
Marlinie frowned. "Until now, you're still not willing to tell me the truth?"
Arnold looked stunned. "What truth? Marlinie, didn't I tell you about this over a decade ago? Didn't I give you your daughter's urn?"
Arnold knew that his lies had been exposed, and there was no point in denying them anymore. So, he tried to defend himself. "No, Marlinie! I did send her to relatives in the countryside and ask them to take good care of her, but I didn't mean to ignore her. She was disrupting the harmony in our family. My wife and daughter didn't like her, so I had no other choice!"
Marlinie's eyes turned red with anger. "Even if you sent her to the countryside, why did you tell me she was dead when I came back to get her? What were you trying to achieve? If you didn't want to take care of her, why didn't you let me take her back?"
Arnold's face was etched in shame, but he couldn't find the words to explain.
Marlinie had indeed come back to get her child, and he did tell her that her daughter had passed away.
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