No Mercy No Forgiveness (Maureen) novel Chapter 300

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She was about to say something when a black Lincoln slowly approached from afar.

Maureen recognized the license plate; it was from Sutton Manor.

The car stopped, the door opened, and the secretary beside Heather came out. When she saw the yard full of snowmen, she paused in surprise.

She withdrew her gaze, looked around, and locked eyes on Maureen and Geoffrey. Seeing Geoffrey actually building a snowman, she then showed a shocked expression.

However, being well–mannered, she averted her gaze.

“Ms. Ramirez, Geoffrey.”

The secretary walked through the snow: “Madam asked me to pick you up. We must prepare for Alex’s engagement party in the next couple of days.

Madam said that for Alex’s wedding, Geoffrey and his wife absolutely must not be absent.”

Though she said this, she didn’t treat Maureen as the Sutton family’s daughter–in–law at all.

“Hmm, got it.”

Geoffrey answered coldly, very annoyed, seemingly because she had disturbed the moment between him and Maureen.

“Then please get in the car.

The secretary made a gesture of invitation.

Maureen was about to refuse, after all, Zoe was still at home and needed instructions.

Geoffrey spoke first, in a commanding tone: “Out!

We’ll go by ourselves!”

Seeing his anger, the secretary quickly agreed and drove off.

Before leaving, she couldn’t resist snapping photos of the snowmen filling the yard and sending

them to Heather.

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Heather looked puzzled.

Then came the secretary’s text: “The eldest son made all these ”

Building snowmen?

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Heather froze mid–bite, disbelief washing over her. How could her once proud son–who’d never stoop to such things–change so completely after amnesia?

Across the dining table sat Alex and Elizabeth.

Alex wiped his hands with a napkin. “Mom, will big brother and his wife come?”

He’d brought Elizabeth for dinner, specifically asking Heather to invite Geoffrey and Maureen to discuss their Engagement Party preparations.

Heather snapped back to reality. “Yes, they’ll come later.”

Elizabeth chimed in, “Auntie, his wife is Maureen, right?”

At Maureen’s name, Heather’s expression darkened. The air grew suffocating.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Heather finally spoke after a long pause: “Yes, it’s her.”

Elizabeth’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible sneer. “Technically she’s my stepmother’s daughter. As her sister, I haven’t seen her since returning.”

Old foxes shouldn’t play innocent.

Heather had investigated Elizabeth’s background before allowing her entry–knowing Noelle wouldn’t dare suck her blood, and recognizing Barbara’s influence. She’d never accept another useless daughter–in–law like Maureen.

“You’ll meet her soon enough. Have more vegetables.”

Heather smiled without warmth, clearly avoiding Maureen’s topic.

Elizabeth had been testing her future mother–in–law’s attitude toward the eldest daughter–in–law. Now she knew marrying into the Sutton family would grant her control over their financial reins.

After dinner, Alex took Elizabeth for a walk.

When Heather suggested she stay overnight, Elizabeth didn’t decline.

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She wanted to see what kind of woman Geoffrey had married.

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“Alex,” Elizabeth sighed, “I truly think Geoffrey deserved better. Someone like Maureen could never match him.”

Alex halted mid–step, his expression unreadable as he gazed at her calmly. “You seem to know my sister–in–law well?”

Sister–in–law,” Elizabeth called out, but the title did nothing to soften her haughty demeanor. Instead, she prattled on relentlessly.

“I heard from my stepmom about her. As the heiress of the Ramirez Family, she was born hard of hearing. Can’t manage a business, has no special skills–a complete failure.”

Alex hadn’t expected to hear Maureen described this way by his own fiancee.

Can’t manage a company?

No special skills?

Little did Elizabeth know that the musical score she’d been pulling strings to obtain was effortlessly composed by Maureen.

As for business? Maureen had already surpassed Elizabeth’s achievements–built on her own merits rather than relying on her father.

Alex parted his thin lips, his voice still warm yet with an imperceptible chill. “Elizabeth, don’t speak behind others‘ backs, especially elders. I dislike it.”

Elizabeth’s face paled, whatever she’d intended to say next dying on her tongue.

Was Alex rejecting her now?

Elders?

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