Chapter 132: Chapter 132



Mary turned her head and stared at Warner, smiling grimly and bitterly, “You wish Sampson and I were dead, so you could own the whole property all by yourself, don’t you?”

“Even now, you don’t regret what you did wrong, and you’re still fighting among your family?” Landon didn’t want to stay angry, but listening to her he couldn’t help it.

He slammed his hand on the table, rattling the ceiling. He glared at his daughter as he gasped, “You started this and you should be the one to finish it!”

At that moment Landon made up his mind.

“Why?” Maria wasn’t convinced, she was good to her family, she did everything for them; now that she didn’t succeed in her plan, should she be condemned?

“Dad, when you first admitted I was your daughter, was it because I was someone close to Matthew and now that I’m worthless, you want to get rid of me? Is that it?” Landon’s face changed as Mary guessed exactly what was in his heart, “You?

What do you have that I might find of value?”

When Sampson had told him she was the lost daughter of the Herbert Family, he had hesitated to acknowledge her. After all, she had grown up outside the family and he was not particularly fond of her.

Besides, in families like his, there was also the question of property division.

Later, she found out that she had been with Matthew and that he really liked her, so Landon was willing to accept her and announced her identity to the public.

Who knew, she wasn’t going to help his family at all and instead was going to bring them many disasters.

Sampson used to say that she didn’t care about family matters, but at least she had never caused trouble for the family.

But now, because of his outrageous behavior, the whole family was in trouble.

“You know it in your heart too!” Maria felt as if her heart was breaking into a million pieces inside her chest, and it was never going to be whole again, “When I came here, I thought I had a home, I had a family and a shelter, but I could never enjoy the warmth you gave me. You’re good to me when I’m useful, but when I can’t be, you throw me away like an old shoe, what do you think I am, you think I don’t feel hurt?”

It turned out that it was indeed true that the world of the rich was cruel, where people only cared about the benefits and advantages they could get.

“Do you think I don’t want the best for our family?” he asked.

“I think I do, that my skills are not as good as others and that I have put my family in a difficult situation, but…. don’t you feel even a little reluctance in abandoning me?”

“We’re not going to send you to die, you haven’t committed a capital crime. You just have to take responsibility for what you did. Why are you making this long speech?” Warner scoffed, “You keep saying I want to take over the power of the family, but tell me, who has done the best for this family except me? I alone am dedicated to honoring our parents and running the company.”

“That’s all nice to hear…”

“Knock it off, both of you!” Sampson interrupted Mary, walked over to Landon and knelt down.

He looked at his father and mother, touched the ground in front of him with his palms and bowed to them. He didn’t get up, “Mom, Dad, it’s all my fault. I’ll take full responsibility alone.”

In an instant, the whole room was silent.

Camila wiped the tears from her face and reached out to lift her son. She choked back her tears as she said, “Men are not supposed to kneel like that! How can you kneel like that?” He was an adult.

“You are my parents. There is nothing wrong in kneeling before you. You gave birth to me. Not only have I not honored you, but I have brought this huge mess to the family.” He stayed put: “They let me stay abroad and didn’t make me come home, they let me do what I wanted. They supported me financially. I know that was all their love for me, but I…I let them down.”

He raised his head to look at Maria: “For Maria, I’m ashamed. It was I who lost her when she was a child and suffered outside. I will bear the responsibility for her mistake in her place.”

“Are you sure?” Without waiting for Landon to speak, Warner couldn’t wait to speak, “Will you bear the responsibility? Will Matthew agree?”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Warner.” Not that Sampson didn’t know that Warner had ambitions to be the one in power, but he was also the eldest in the family and had ability.

He was unwilling to fight.

He looked at Warner, “Whatever Mary says, she’s still our sister, we share the same blood. Be nice to her, don’t be too hard. We can all see how much she has done for the family; no one is going to discredit her.”

“Don’t try to drum up sympathy.” Warner turned his head the other way, “You should be responsible for what you did. About Mary, you don’t need to say it, as long as she behaves like a sister, I’ll naturally take care of her.”

“I don’t need you to take care of me.” Maria looked up, even if she couldn’t protect herself right now, she still didn’t want his help.

Landon closed his eyes, he seemed to have aged ten years in the last hour. He looked at his youngest son who was still kneeling at his feet, “You can’t solve this matter alone…”

“I have a way. I can handle it alone.” Sampson had already devised a countermeasure.

Now, all he needed was Landon’s permission.

If Landon got angry again, he had his own son in front of him, and if he sent him, he was going to be heartbroken, too.

“What kind of mess from hell is this?” Landon beat his chest angrily.

Camilla wiped away her tears, finally succumbing to her husband, “It’s my fault. I didn’t give birth to a good son for you.”

The whole family was depressed and lifeless.

In the end, Landon was relieved that somehow this problem was going to be solved.

Someone had to take responsibility.

He was still a little worried and asked Sampson, “Do you really have a way?”

“Yes.” Sampson pursed his lips. Camilla tugged at him, “Get up.” This time Sampson stood up clutching his mother’s hand. “Sampson.” Maria knew Sampson was really good to her and was sorry she had forced him to deal with Dolores and make him lose the chance to ever have her. “I’m sorry.”

“We’re family, no need to apologize.” Sampson wasn’t sorry; Dolores didn’t love him.

She was never going to accept him.

But if he fought like this, even if he couldn’t have her heart, at least he could have her person.

It was better than nothing.

He turned and went up the stairs.

Landon was tired.

“Back to your rooms, all of you.” At the Villa.

Last night, just after Dolores had been taken away, Simona had woken up. She found Matthew’s Matthew’s clothes on the living room couch. She had heard her mother mention that Matthew’s room was upstairs, so she didn’t even keep looking for Dolores and ran upstairs to knock on his door.

He stopped at the door and looked into the room. There seemed to be someone in the bed, “Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?” Matthew couldn’t answer him.

His eyes turned red again. Tears welled up in his eyes, not falling, giving him a very pitiful look.

When he turned his head, he saw Dolores’ head poking through the comforter. She was looking at him imploringly, hoping he would accede to her daughter’s request.

Matthew could only accede helplessly. He feared that if he refused Simona, Dolores would refuse him in the future.

He had to endure tonight.

Embracing Simona, he said, “Sleep in my arms.”

As a result, the two-person romantic world Matthew had imagined fell into disarray and became a three-person world.

Seven years had passed since the marriage certificate was issued and they became a legal couple and he had never touched his wife.

He thought he was the most miserable husband in the world.

Dolores got up very early. She didn’t want Jessica to know that she had slept upstairs last night.

She was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When she thought about the fact that she had taken the initiative to kiss Matthew the night before, her ears pricked up and she was frustrated to death.

How could she have taken the initiative to kiss him?

“Impulsiveness is really the devil! Why were you so impulsive, Dolores? You can’t sell out just because you want them to love your daughter!” she chided herself.

“What are you muttering to yourself?”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind her. Startled, she turned quickly.

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