Amelia turned on the flashlight on her phone and led Hendrick there. After walking for a while, she only saw a long-abandoned storage room. The outside was covered with grass. The night was deep and very penetrating. , she came back with Hendrick.
"Dad, Mom." As soon as they stepped out of the bushy area, they heard painful shouts from inside.
Amelia was stunned and hurriedly ran in.
She saw many police officers and people in uniform standing in the living room, including Arthur. Clara and Ryan were kneeling on the floor with handcuffs on their hands.
She was stunned.
What was going on?
Wasn't Ryan in prison? When did he come back?
Just when she was confused and at a loss, someone from behind patted her on the back.
When she turned around, it was Sylvia and a dark, thin and cold man.
"Amelia, take the children to have a rest. It's already very late and this is not the place for you." Sylvia touched Hendrick's head and whispered to her.
"Cousin-in-law, I..." Amelia was still about to speak.
Sylvia said: "If your cousin sees you standing here with the child, he will get mad at you."
"Okay." Amelia heard her mention Arthur and had no choice but to agree.
"Hendrick, let's go upstairs and rest. This place is not suitable for children."
He never dreamed that Clara would become a traitor and a pawn of the American people. That was a great shame and humiliation for the Bridgewater family.
"Grandpa, don't be angry. Taking care of yourself is the most important thing." Arthur was afraid that something might happen to Jessan, so he hurried forward to help Jessan.
"Dad, you are too partial. We have reached this point. Can we only be blamed for this? You are also responsible. We are all children of the Bridgewater family. Why was the property only given to Arthur to inherit? What about us? Who are we?" Ryan shouted dissatisfied and resentfully.
"You beast, this is the rule of our ancestors. The Bridgewater Corporation can only select the best descendants to manage and inherit. Didn't we give you shares and money? It's because you are greedy and ungrateful that you don't appreciate it." Mr. Bridgewater was so angry that he punched his hand on the table and said, "Get out of here, you two beasts. I won't need you to look after me until I die. This is so embarrassing."
Jessan howled and cried.
Two policemen came forward and tried to take them away.
"Slow down." Ryan suddenly shouted, "Dad, no matter whether you recognize us or not, we are the descendants of the Bridgewater family, and blood and family ties cannot be changed. Clara and I have hired a lawyer and will report to you tomorrow. The lawyer will bring an application letter to request re-division of property. Don't worry, this home cannot accommodate us, and we won't bother to stay in this home. But we must get back the property that belongs to us. As long as we get what belongs to us, We will never come back again.”

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