Chapter 38
Mr. Ward was Celine’s brother, a high-ranking police officer, the incorruptible, by- the-book type.
Others might fear the Mercer family, but Mr. Ward wouldn’t. And the Mercers couldn’t afford the scandal. If the police showed up at their home, the rumor mill would be working overtime by the next day.
“Mira, how could you conspire with outsiders against your own family p>
Ethan couldn’t help but ask, his voice laced with disappointment.
“You’re the ones ganging up with Mara to bully me p>
Lacey held Mara in her arms, gently patting her back.
She looked at Mira, feeling helpless.
Had this child really grown so distant from her family? Yes, they had favored Mara, but Mara had been lost for seventeen years. Shouldn’t they compensate her for that?
Why couldn’t Mira be more understanding? What was wrong with yielding to her sister? You’ve already enjoyed seventeen years of your family’s love; now it’s Mara’s turn.
Adrian was even more furious. “Fine, I won’t lock you up. If you’ve got the guts, then leave this house and never come back p>
I was waiting for you to say that.
“Fine. You said it.
Give me a legally binding document disowning me, and I’ll leave p>
In the kitchen, Ms. Xiu, who was preparing dinner, paced anxiously as she heard them arguing. She wanted to signal Mira to say a little less to avoid making things worse for herself.
Unfortunately, Mira never once glanced toward the kitchen.
Sigh, the girl was so defiant. If the master of the house really kicked her out, how would she survive?
Mira turned and walked upstairs.
Mara scoffed internally. What an idiot. Antagonizing her father would bring her no benefits. Leaving the Mercer family? Let’s see how you maintain your pampered lifestyle then.
“Mira, apologize, now!” Ethan shouted.
“Why bother with her? Let her do whatever she wants,” Adrian said resentfully, stopping Ethan, but he still didn’t call a lawyer.
Mira finished her shower and changed her clothes just in time for dinner.
No one called for her, so she went downstairs on her own.
At the dining table, there was no plate or utensils set for her. She knew someone had ordered the staff to do this.
Mira went to the kitchen herself, got
a plate and fork, and sat down at the
Table
the time the others,
she was already eating.
Mara walked over with Lacey on her arm and saw Mira. “Oh, sister, why are you eating Mom’s soup p>
“I saw you eating this soup last time p>
“That soup was made for me and Mara,” Lacey said, glaring at Mira.
“Are you two sneaking food, or is this some kind of special treatment?
Since when did the Mercer family become so poor that we can’t even afford a bowl of soup p>
Mara loved getting special meals and exclusive treatment. Lacey was just catering to her warped mindset.
“Didn’t you agree to be disowned? Why are you still eating the Mercer family’s food p>
“Until I have that document in my hands, you still have to support me p>
To be disowned, she needed a legally binding document. Otherwise, there would be
endless complications in the future.
Moreover, Adrian had to be the one to initiate it.
If Mira were to sue for it herself, it would be extremely complicated After all, they had given birth to her and raised her for seventeen years, and the events of her past life hadn happened yet.
With that, Mira continued eating, ignoring them.
“Fine, I’ll get you the document,” Adrian said. But Mira knew the time wasn’t right yet. Besides, there were still some things she needed to get, so for now, she would let things be.
“Dad Ethan tried to intervene.
“Don’t you dare speak for her p>
Ethan turned, about to ask Mira to apologize, but when he saw her eating with such
gusto, he knew she wouldn’t agree even if he asked.
He sighed. He would have to wait for his father to cool down before trying to persuade him.