Chapter 7

"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.