Now, the tables have totally turned. Three years ago, would Getty have even dared to talk to Freya like this?


    Freya was left speechless by Getty''s words.


    She stared hard at Getty, never imagining she could be such a pain.


    Back then, Getty was always tiptoeing around, trying to please her. Freya had always been the queen bee, keeping it polite but with a side of disdain.


    Getty remembered all of it. Seeing Freya like this now? Oh, it was sweet revenge.


    Freya clenched her fists. After a moment, she took a deep breath and said, "Alright, let''s not dig up the past. We''re both Kennedys. The estate includes my share. Hand it over."


    Getty rolled her eyes and said, "Freya, what are you even talking about? If you know everything, then you should know all of Dad''s inheritance is with Alexander. Why aren''t you bugging him instead of me? Are you nuts?" Freya replied, "Sure, he took a big chunk, but there''s still some with Mom. ording to Dad''s will, even if it''s just five percent left, we should split it."


    Getty was losing her patience, a sh of anger in her eyes as she snapped, "I already told you there''s nothing. If you don''t believe me, go get awyer and sue. But I can give you a share of the Kennedy Group." What she was really offering was the Kennedy Group''s debts.


    Freya wasn''t falling for that. "When there''s something good, you forget about me. But when it''s about debts, you throw it my way."This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    Getty scoffed, "Listen to yourself. Just now, you were all about being a Kennedy. But when ites to debts, you back off. Freya, why should I share the inheritance with you?"


    Freya was at a loss for words, just ring at Getty, fuming.


    After a while, she backed down. "Fine, I don''t need the inheritance from you. Just tell me, where''s Mom?"


    "How would I know? It''s been years. Who cares where she went?" Getty said, ncing at her freshly done nails.


    Freya was so mad she could barely hold back from pping her.


    "She''s your mother!" Freya shouted.


    Getty replied indifferently, "She''s not my mother. She''s yours. If you care so much, go find her yourself. Maybe she''s under some bridge, at a recycling station, or in an abandoned building." Hearing those ces, Freya frowned.


    "Getty, you''re truly heartless!" Freya didn''t want to argue anymore, fearing Getty would use the past against her.


    She hugged Peanut and walked out. No point staying at Kennedy Residence any longer. Seeing Getty''s face made her fear she''d lose it.


    Freya went outside, and the ck car was still parked at the corner.


    She led Peanut over, knocked on the car door, and got in after it was unlocked.


    "Who exactly are you?" Freya asked.


    With everything changing so much, everyone she knew was gone. Who would stille to help her?


    She had thought about Walter, but...