Chapter 590
591 Let the Snakes Eat Each Other
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Peggy couldn’t stop ranting and muttered mysteriously, “I’m telling you, someone weird showed up at the house today. Do you know him?”
Yunice sighed. “Of course I do. That’s exactly what I called to complain about…”
“Huh?” Peggy perked up. Someone like Yunice had complaints? That was rare.
Yunice spoke softly, “You came to our family late, so there’s a lot you don’t know. Elsie… she was never really a Saunders.”
“What?” Peggy blinked.
Yunice asked, “Didn’t you ever wonder who I really am in the Saunders family?”
“Well…” Peggy paused. She’d always assumed Yunice was some kind of cousin. Some old–fashioned families gave similar names to kids of the same generation, and she figured that was the case here. Maybe ‘Yunice‘ was a given name, and ‘Elsie‘ just a nickname.
Now Yunice had thrown her completely off.
If Elsie wasn’t a real Saunders, then who was Yunice?
Yunice sighed. “It’s a family secret. But you’re my sister–in–law now–not exactly an outsider. I’ll tell you the truth.”
“I’m the real daughter of the Saunders family. That weird man you mentioned–Timothy–is actually Elsie’s biological father.”
“Huh?” Peggy’s eyebrows shot up, her eyes lighting up with the thrill of fresh gossip. She didn’t realize the gravity of what she was hearing. “You mean Mom had an affair, and brought the bastard child home to raise?”
She cackled, “Didn’t think she had it in her. Still, what a disgusting taste…. picking a guy like that…”
Yunice’s tone dropped. “She didn’t do it willingly.”
She had no sympathy for Lily, but as a woman herself, Yunice wasn’t about to mock her over something like that.
Peggy caught the chill in her voice and backtracked quickly. “Oh–right, sorry.”
Yunice continued, “Owen gave Elsie a legitimate identity by letting her take my place. But the real issue is that identity came with 10% of Saunders Hospital. That so–called ‘weird man‘ is here to take a piece of the family fortune.”
“What!” Peggy shot up in alarm.
One dead Elsie trying to steal the inheritance was bad enough–now there
was another?
She shrieked, “Yunice, this is your family’s fortune. You can’t just let this go!”
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Yunice sighed. “I’m not legally part of the Saunders family anymore. The shares aren’t in my name. I don’t have any say in what happens.”
“I’m only telling you this because I don’t want to see you kept in the dark. If someone’s going to walk off with the Saunders fortune, I’d rather it be you than an outsider.”
Peggy growled, “Damn right! I’m the real lady of the Saunders house. The whole fortune should be under my control! Why should some outsider–some rapist–get a cut?!”
Then, brimming with self–righteousness , she said, “Yunice, thank you for warning me. Don’t worry, I’ll protect the Saunders fortune.”
Yunice smiled. “Then I’m relieved.”
Just as she was about to hang up, she added casually, “Oh, right. My father’s will should be in my brother’s study, in the safe. If you can find it, you’ll have the upper hand.”
Peggy nodded eagerly. “Got it!”
Yunice hung up, fully satisfied.
Let them fight.
The more chaos, the better. Let the vermin rip each other apart over that 300 billion.
A servant knocked at her door. “Someone’s asking for you at the gate.”
Yunice looked toward the pool, where Wyatt was swimming. Seeing he wasn’t paying attention, she lowered her voice. “Who is it?”
“She said her name is Nora. She’s in a wheelchair.”
Yunice didn’t even blink. Coolly, she said, “Tell her to leave. I’m not letting her in.”
The servant hesitated. “She said she knew you wouldn’t, so she asked me to pass along a message. She wants you to let her friend Maine go.”
“…She actually said I wouldn’t let her in?” Yunice asked coldly.
“Yes.”
Yunice scoffed. “Then go tell her something from me, too.”
The servant bowed and headed out to deliver the message.
It was winter. Snow was falling, blanketing the trees and rooftops with a thick, glistening white coat.
The servant stood before the grand, ornate doors of Pavilion Hall as they slowly slid open with a low hiss, triggered by the motion sensor.
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