Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362

1 glanced at the old man in the bed. “At minimum, you should take proper care of him.”

Rachel’s face hardened. “That’s between grandfather and me. It’s none of your business.”

“You’re right,” I said coldly. “It’s Parker family business.”

I pulled my wrist free from her grip. Maybe the old Rachel had been real – the one who befriended a poor girl from a village, who taught me things I’d never been exposed to. But that Rachel was gone, replaced by this woman I didn’t recognize.

I walked toward the door, wanting nothing more than to leave and never return.

“Evelyn.” Blake’s voice stopped me in the hallway.

‘Grandfather doesn’t recognize you now,” he said. “He probably won’t at the wedding either. You and Mr. Knox are still welcome to

attend.”

I didn’t turn around. “I’ll discuss it with Adrian.”

“But don’t count on us being there.”

I continued toward the elevator, feeling Blake’s eyes on my back the whole way.

Alone in the elevator, everything I’d been holding back surged up. I closed my eyes, seeing images of William and Rachel from happier times. Once, I’d thought they were the two people who cared for me most. Now one didn’t know me, and the other had become someone I didn’t recognize.

The elevator reached the first floor. I quickly wiped my eyes and stepped out.

“Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Knox with a face identical to Audrey Sinclair’s?”

I recognized the mocking tone immediately. Four women stood blocking my path.

“Crying as you come down from upstairs?” one sneered.

“Did your plan to seduce Blake fail?” another taunted.

I looked up to see Rebecca, Thalia, Elizabeth, and Olivia. All except Elizabeth wore masks and hats trying to hide the injuries I’d given them.

“You’re all so beat up you can’t show your faces in public,” I said, “yet you still come looking for more trouble?”

I clenched my fists. “Perfect timing. I’m already pissed off. Don’t blame me for what happens next.”

Ten minutes later, I walked out the main entrance, leaving chaos in my wake.

All four Parker women were sprawled across the lobby floor behind me. Elizabeth’s once-perfect face now wore several handprints and bruises. Rebecca lay face-down, unable to even stand.

“Blake,” she whined into her phone, “that woman attacked me again…”

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Their pathetic moaning actually made me smile as I walked away. After three years of their torment, these minor injuries didn’t begin to settle the score.

A group of security guards rushed past me toward the building.

“Parker’s mother and sister got beat up,” one said under his breath. “His aunt and cousin too.”

Another guard snorted. “Hate to say it, but they had it coming. Those four are nightmares every time they visit.”

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