Marvin got out of the front passenger seat and rushed over angrily to where Corinne and the others were.
As usual, he did not get a grasp of the situation before scolding her, "Corinne, how can you live your life as a wealthy man's wife so carefreely when you caused so much suffering for others? I regret ever taking you in!"
Lilliana also got down from the car. She looked at Corinne smugly.
Corinne was unfazed by their arrival. She simply said calmly, "Uncle Marvin, can you explain to me what you meant by that? Just what suffering did I cause to others to make you come running here to accuse me like this?"
Marvin pointed at her angrily. "Don't play dumb with me, you ingrate! I should've beaten you to death when I had the chance to spare myself from the disgrace you brought to the family!"
'Ingrate? How laughable for him to call me that when he's never raised me. All he had ever done was to feed me a few times before leaving me with his relatives in the countryside,' thought Corinne.
While she was grateful that he took her in when her mother asked him to, she repaid whatever debt she had. 'How dare they accuse me like that when they should be grateful I didn't pursue all the abuse they heaped upon me when I was little?'
Francine stood with her arms on her hips and threatened, "Who do you think you are?! You better speak nicely, or I'll get someone to kick you off our property!"
Before Jeremy followed Greg into his room, he turned and gave Francine a look. She knew that was his way of asking her to keep an eye on Corinne. For Jeremy's sake, she could not hold back her anger the moment she saw someone shouting at Corinne.
Marvin's expression darkened at being scolded by someone much younger than him. However, he did not dare offend Francine since she was from a powerful family.
This elicited another frown from Francine. 'Why is she speaking to me like I'm a kid?'
Corinne knew Francine would not listen to her, so she gently pulled her to the side before stepping toward Marvin. "Uncle Marvin, why don't you just get straight to the point?"
Marvin frowned unhappily. "Where are your manners, child? Shouldn't you invite us in before asking us to tell you the reason for our visit?"
If this were any other day, Corinne might have invited them in to hear what they had to say, but not today. Pamela and Greg had just come back. Greg, especially, was still wheelchair-bound and had not completely recovered.
'Who knows what this mad bunch of people will say if I let them in? I wouldn't want Grandpa to get all worked up by them.'
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