"Is it just money you're after? Well, I've got plenty now. I can offer more than that scoundrel!"
The situation was almost comically ironic.
"When you abandoned me to get an abortion and took that woman on vacation—what did our nine-year relationship mean to you?"
Gerard stood motionless, at a loss for words.
As Gwyneth attempted to speak, I struck her across the cheek, silencing her.
"Is there anyone more brazen than you?" I asked, my tone frigid.
Her complexion drained, tears streaming down her face, and Gerard instinctively released my hand.
"Yvaine, she's practically family to me..." he stammered, his voice growing faint.
I couldn't stand to look at him any longer.
Fortunately, I heard Glenn calling my name from afar.
I grinned and walked in his direction.
"You're acquainted with him?" he inquired.
"Are you as well?" I countered.
"No, I just know he's the Morgenthals' recently discovered son. They brought him back a few days ago," he clarified.