<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 980 Suing Ralph</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Hey, Cecilia. I’ve already filed awsuit against Cassandra,” Magnus announced excitedly over the phone.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia had never forgotten about this.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the past, she had wanted to sue the Evans family herself and reim all the money that belonged to the Smiths.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, she was not the real daughter of the Smith family. If the Evans household were to find out about it, the will she held would be deemed invalid.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After all, they had always believed she was his biological child.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“That’s good to know. I’ll provide you with all the evidence I have,” replied Cecilia. “The rest depends on you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">All she could do now was to repay Regas‘ kindness for raising her by helping Magnus reim what was rightfully his.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright. You’re the best.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Magnus genuinely hadn’t expected her to be so understanding. Not only was she willing to let him sue Cecilia, but she had also agreed to let him have all the money, on top of offering to provide evidence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay. Stay focused on your work. You have my support,” the woman expressed sincerely.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Don’t worry about me.” Then, Magnus couldn’t help but ask, “Has Mom been in touch with youtely?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia’s face fell slightly upon Pa’s name being mentioned. “No. Why?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nothing. I was just asking. She called me yesterday, insisting that I respect you from now on. She also said a lot of weird things.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Leaning back in his chair with his legs propped up on the office desk, Magnus recalled how everything Pa had said to him the day before was all in defense of Cecilia.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He found it peculiar; it was as if Pa transformed into apletely different person now.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Is that all, or is there more?” Cecilia was a bit on edge, unsure if Pa had revealed her true identity to Magnus.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“That’s it.” Magnus took a deep breath. “Don’t worry, Cecilia. I won’t let her trick me anymore. She’s sick now because of karma. I get it.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was somewhat displeased with what he had said, Though Pa had been unkind to her from childhood, she always loved Magnus exceptionally and had never done anything to wrong him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yet, now that she was gravely ill and on the brink of death, he was saying she deserved it.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“She’s in thete stages of cancer now. If you have the time, you should visit her more often.” Cecilia didn’t want him to have any regrets.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing these words, Magnus became even more surprised.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, he couldn’t be bothered to argue. He simply agreed nonchntly, “Alright, whatever you say.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After hanging up the phone, he didn’t bother about Pa anymore.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She neglected me for Ralph and Cassandra. Why should I care about her now?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Ralph, who was on vacation, also received thewsuit papers. He was in utter disbelief.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">First, there was Pa filing for divorce and demanding a split of assets earlier this month. Now, her son was suing him for money.</font></font>
“They’re all after my money! The Smith family’s money is mine now, and expect me to cough it back up? As if!”
Left with no other choice, Ralph could only return to the country with his secretary.
Back in the hospital, Pay in bed, finding even the simplest movements a challenge.
Every day, she found herself immersed in the melodies Cecilia hadposed, feeling a unique sentiment each time she listened to them.
The caregiver continued to look after her as usual.
“It’s too bad there’s no antidote for regret in this world, the caretaker said.
Pa understood this as well. “You’re right, but there’s no point regretting. I brought this upon myself,” she remarked, gazing out the window. “Now, I’m just waiting for the divorce proceedings, and then I’ll go and make amends with Regas in the afterlife.”Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.
The caregiver let out a sigh as she served Pa her food.
Thetter sat up, suppressing her difort as shepelled himself to eat.
Nowadays, no matter what she ate, nothing seemed to have any vor. But in order to hold on until the divorce and property division, she had no choice but to force herself to swallow her food.
“Ugh…” The woman finished everything, only to throw it all up again.
At that moment, someone approached from outside the ward.