Chapter 589
590 No One’s Problem but Yours
590 No One’s Problem but Yours
Owen said, “Yunice, Timothy came to the house and won’t leave. Can you figure out a way to get rid of him?”
Worried Yunice might not remember who Timothy was, he added quickly, “You know, that guy.”
Yunice asked curiously, “What’s he here for?”
Owen replied vaguely, “Trying to extort some money, of course.”
Yunice let out a soft “oh” and said lightly, “Just a hundred, maybe two hundred grand, right? Treat it like giving to a beggar… If it’s a big deal, I can even pay it for you.”
Owen’s teeth clenched. Timothy wasn’t asking for pocket change–he wanted 10% of the hospital. That was two hundred million.
Yunice tossing out twenty grand like spare change made it clear: there was no way she’d give him two hundred million.
Frustrated, Owen grumbled, “You kn
ow how greedy that guy is. If we give him anything, he’ll come back again and again. It’ll never end.”
Yunice nodded. “True. So what do you want to do?”
Owen said, “He claims to have a home here in Silverburgh. Can you look into his background, see if there’s a weak spot? Maybe even get him sent back to the mountains where he came from!”
He lowered his voice and added, “Even better if you could trick him into some black mine, or sneak him onto a smuggling ship. Let him spend his life as a slave somewhere. I can’t stand the sight of him living well!”
In Owen’s mind, if not for Timothy, their father would still be alive, and the Saunders family wouldn’t have fallen apart like this.
But Yunice replied with a slow drawl, “You should be thanking Timothy. If not for him, you wouldn’t have
would you have ended up had such a considerate little sister like Elsie. If he hadn’t taken our mom away, running the family?”
If it weren’t for him, Yunice wouldn’t have suffered so terribly either.
Owen choked on her sarcasm, assuming she was just talking nonsense again. “When are you going to grow up? You’re not a kid anymore. Can’t you learn some tact? No one wants to hear you talk like this.”
“Truth usually isn’t pleasant,” Yunice said calmly.
Owen was done arguing. “Just handle it, will you? I can’t stand having that man in my house another day.”
Yunice sneered. Even now, with trouble knocking at his door because he stole her rightful 10% of the inheritance, he still wouldn’t come clean.
Her tone turned frosty. “I never agreed to help you. What you’re asking me to do is illegal. Are you teaching me to knowingly break the law? What if I take care of Timothy for you, and then you report me
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to the cops afterward?”
“You” Owen didn’t expect her to think like that.
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He lowered his voice. “Don’t act naive. You know the kind of things Wyatt’s involved in. Even if he really did send someone off, do you think I’d have the chance to report it? Don’t be ridiculous.”
Yunice replied, “And don’t you be ridiculous either. Why would Wyatt help me? Just because we’re married? You think that means we share everything–money, power, favors?”
Owen bit back, “Why not? He’s your husband. Isn’t it natural for you to use his resources?”
Yunice smiled coldly. “Great point. Then how come, when Peggy asked to work at Saunders Hospital the other day, you didn’t let her? You two are married too. Why not let her use your money and resources? Isn’t that ‘natural‘ too? Why didn’t you like it then?”
Truly, Owen held everyone to different standards.
Yunice tapped at her keyboard and added, “I can’t get rid of him for you. But I did find out he does have a legal residence here in Silverburgh. He even owns property.”
“Property?” Owen was stunned.
Because purchasing real estate in Silverburgh required more than money. You needed to have family ties or five years of legal residence.
Timothy, a hick from the mountains with no money or power–how could he possibly own a house here?
Yunice said, “I’ll send you the sales contact that helped him buy the place. You can see if that leads anywhere.”
As she was about to hang up, Owen snapped, “Can’t you just handle it for me while you’re at it?”
Yunice sighed in exasperation. “Can you get one thing straight? This is your mess. Timothy’s got nothing to do with me. I don’t owe him anything. I’m already being nice just looking into it for you, and now you expect me to do everything for you? What are you thinking?”
She hung up without waiting for a response.
Still holding her phone, Yunice immediately dialed Peggy.
Peggy was currently locked upstairs by Owen, pacing frantically and trying to figure out how to escape- when Yunice’s call came in.
The moment she answered, her tone turned sickly sweet. “Yunice, darling, I was just thinking of coming over to visit you today. My friend grows lychees on her farm, and I was planning to bring some over for you to taste. But that wretched Owen locked me in the house! Can you believe it?”