Chapter 325 One Million
Chapter 325 One Million
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“Lydia.” Lottie locked eyes with her, that haughty face as overbearing as ever. “We lived under the same roof for 17 years. You really think you hid everything that well? Back when you were hustling for roles, those girls you pushed around–were they all asking for it, or did you rig the game? I’m no saint, but your hands aren’t clean either. You think you’d survive a real
investigation?”
Lydia froze.
Sometimes, the ones who know you best aren’t your enemies–it’s
your family.
Seventeen years together. Compared to a busy husband and an easy–to–fool youngest son, Lottie had been there for every beat of Lydia’s upbringing.
Even if she’d been blind once, now that her head was clear, she could connect the dots–the things Lydia had done versus the tidy version Lydia told.
Lydia stared back, a curl of mockery in her eyes. Of course. When had the Lancasters ever been truly naive?
“I can drop the charges, but you’re not getting away with giving me nothing.”
Clarence, seeing his mother had her by the throat, stepped in. “One million.”
Lydia’s eyes flew wide. “At the hospital, you said ten million. You playing me?”
Ten million was already miles from her opening ask. She’d agreed to back off, and Clarence still dared to slash it.
Clarence didn’t even flinch. “The company’s tanking. The Lancasters are underwater. Give it a minute, and even this house gets repossessed. Scraping together a million is already a miracle.”
Lottie’s gaze stayed cool. “I’ve lived long enough. If it comes to it–so I don’t drag Clarence and Zane down–I can go to jail.”
Lydia ground her teeth.
They’d planned this. The whole family.
But she didn’t have a choice. She really couldn’t afford anyone digging.
She thought of that money she’d siphoned when she worked at Lancaster Group and swallowed her fury. “One million it is. I want it tomorrow.”
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“And,” she added to Clarence, “you’re getting me an invitation.”
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Lydia stormed out.
Watching his family tear each other up over the price of a jewelry set from years ago, Zane realized he was getting used to it.
Fresh out of the police station, he didn’t escape the family tribunal either.
Wilson leveled a glare at him. “All your cars are sold. Your allowance stops this month. You’ve been an adult for years–stop dumping trouble on your brother and figure out what you’re doing after graduation.”
Zane blinked.
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