Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Useless in Old Age
All this money only brings harm; as you age, you shouldn’t have so much wealth.
Completely brainwashed by Adelaide Monroe, Julian Monroe’s thoughts have aligned with hers, becoming selfish to the core.
Jean Shaw suddenly shouted, "If you’re going to divide, do it now. Michelle is Caleb Monroe’s flesh and blood. She has the right to represent our elder family and inherit the old man’s property."
Adelaide Monroe sneered, "What rights does she have? In the elder family, we only recognize Caleb Monroe and Ivana Monroe. The old man’s favorite granddaughter is Ivana Monroe. What does Michelle Monroe matter?"
Adelaide Monroe wasn’t helping Ivana; she knew the old man too well. The reason he delayed dividing the property was for Ivana, wasn’t it? If Ivana has a share, then Michelle doesn’t.
Don’t even think about the elder family getting two shares.
Jean Shaw was about to explode with anger at Adelaide Monroe. Michelle’s eyes were reddened, shaking with rage, but she didn’t lash out, only silently shedding tears, like a wronged little rabbit.
"If my Michelle doesn’t get the old man’s property today, then none of you should think about taking a single penny." Jean Shaw stood with her hands on her hips, fully enraged, her face for money hideously ugly.
Ivana Monroe walked in with Timmy, clearly seeing the ugly faces of those in the living room vying for the property. She sneered coldly and raised her voice, "Grandpa is still alive. Don’t you find your behavior shameful?"
Butler Chaucer noticed Ivana as she came in; he kept glancing at the door, waiting for her return.
Butler Chaucer’s face showed a trace of a bittersweet smile. The young lady finally returned.
Gavin Monroe heard Ivana’s voice, turned around, and upon seeing Ivana, his eyes suddenly filled with tears. As people age and feel useless, hurt by their children, they’re utterly disappointed, and they also feel upset and want to cry.
"Great-grandfather." Timmy Monroe’s tender voice added a touch of warmth to the cold house.
"Ah~" Gavin Monroe replied with a smile, his old eyes sparkling with tears!
Ivana saw this, and her heart ached.
When grandpa was younger, the family wasn’t well-off. For his children to receive a good education and live a good life, grandpa worked very hard. The Monroe family’s children have the good conditions they have now because of the wealth grandpa earned when he was young.
For the eldest and second sons’ weddings, grandpa gave them capital to start businesses.
For the third and fourth daughters’ marriages, he gave each a generous dowry.
People never seem satisfied, greedily eyeing the remaining family estate.
"Ivana?" Jean Shaw spat the words heavily, filled with hatred for Ivana. Her vicious gaze seemed as though it could shoot daggers and end Ivana’s life.
Michelle Monroe suddenly clenched her fingers, her venomous gaze mirroring Jean Shaw’s.
"Oh dear! Little Ivana is back? Great timing. It’s not us who want the old man’s property divided. It’s your stepmother causing the commotion, forcing the old man to divide up today." Adelaide Monroe was skilled at diverting conflict. Even though she also wanted a share, she shifted all the blame onto Jean Shaw.
"Little Ivana, you should manage your stepmother. What part of the old man’s estate belongs to a Shaw? Who is she to shout and boss around here?"
"Jean Shaw relies on Michelle Monroe having the Monroe name. I see, if the old man’s property isn’t divided today, this wicked woman won’t let it go! Ivana, listen to Auntie, for the old man to live a few more years, let’s divide it all as it should be!" Sylvia Monroe muttered softly after she finished, "It’s going to be divided sooner or later."
Ivana’s gaze gradually turned cold. Sylvia’s mouth shut abruptly. She thought she wasn’t wrong, so why was Ivana giving her such a look?
"I want the old man’s property divided?" Jean Shaw suddenly laughed hysterically, fiercely pointing at Adelaide Monroe and cursing, "Do you dare say you don’t want the old man’s property divided? Swear on it! Curse yourself if you covet the old man’s property, let your whole family perish. Adelaide Monroe, Kimberly Monroe, Sylvia Monroe, do you dare?"
Adelaide Monroe’s face turned beet red, her eyes darting, "Who’s so naïve to swear like a child?"
Kimberly Monroe and Sylvia Monroe echoed Adelaide Monroe, "Exactly, so old yet so dumb."
Jean Shaw continued her hysterical laughter, her gaze vicious as she said, "Hahaha... You wolves in sheep’s clothing, devouring every bit of the old man’s blood and flesh. What face do you have to talk about me?"
"Moreover, I, Jean Shaw, am legally married to Caleb Monroe. We have a marriage certificate. By hierarchy, Ivana should call me mom. What right does a junior have to manage an elder? Adelaide Monroe, is this what your maternal family taught you? No wonder you’re so ill-disciplined, how dare you act out against an elder, your sister-in-law."
"Pah! My sister-in-law will always be Ivana’s birth mother. You, the woman who used your way up from mistress, without any proper morals, dare talk about my family? Your daughter, just like you, likes to steal other people’s husbands. Your current situation is karma..."
"Shut up, Adelaide Monroe, you vile woman! Cursing my Michelle, I will tear your mouth..."
Jean Shaw, provoked, lunged to scratch Adelaide Monroe’s face, pulling her hair.
Julian Monroe saw this and felt a pang of anxiety. How come they’re hitting each other?
Julian Monroe wanted to stop Jean Shaw but saw Kimberly Monroe and Sylvia Monroe helping Adelaide Monroe, so he didn’t move. Jean Shaw had scratched his wife’s face; she needed a lesson. As a man, he shouldn’t lay hands on Jean Shaw.
Let Kimberly Monroe and Sylvia Monroe, being women, take the lead.
Jean Shaw was a standard shrew, but she couldn’t win against three people on her own. Michelle saw her mother being bullied by the three, and her gaze turned dark.
"Stop it, don’t hit my mom..." Michelle shouted loudly and rushed over to stop them. The three, in their fury, were relentless. Suddenly, Michelle grabbed Adelaide Monroe’s arm and bit down hard.
Adelaide Monroe screeched in pain, too distracted to hit Jean Shaw, raised her hand, and slapped Michelle across the face.
Michelle seemed unable to withstand a single blow, fell to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her actions frightened the three, causing Kimberly and Sylvia to stop attacking Jean Shaw.
"Michelle... my Michelle... are you alright... Adelaide Monroe, you venomous woman, if anything happens to Michelle today, I want your life."
Jean Shaw squatted on the ground, crying loudly, her eyes filled with hatred toward Adelaide Monroe.
"She bit me first... I only slapped her once... What could happen?" Adelaide Monroe turned pale, as Michelle’s acting seemed exaggerated, like she was dying from a single, light slap.