Chapter 592 Hard To Protect Oneself


    An hourter, Martha and her four daughters were expelled from the Griffin Residence.


    The vi gate slowly closed behind them, and the five women stood in the windy moonlit night,


    suitcases of all sizes piled at their feet, feeling particrly deste.


    "Mom." Cynthia grabbed Martha''s arm, her voice trembling, "What should we do? Where do we go?"


    Because they were girls, Old Mr. Griffin was especially stingy toward them. In other families, favored


    children would receive businesses and properties from their elders before they even came of age.


    But Old Mr. Griffin hadn''t given them anything.


    Being evicted from the Griffin Residence, they didn''t even have a ce to live.


    With things havinge to this point, Martha had already calmed down. "Let''s find a hotel to stay for


    now, and we''ll buy a house tomorrow."


    "Buy a house?" Cynthia''s eyes lit up. "Mom, do you have money?"


    "Yes. But not much." Martha said coldly. "Once we buy the house, we won''t have any money left..."


    Her gaze swept across Cynthia and the others'' faces. "Starting from tomorrow, all of you will find jobs."


    Cynthia and her sisters looked at each other in confusion.


    Find a job?


    Cynthia frowned. "Mom, how much money can we earn from working?"


    They were the youngdies of the Griffin Family. Although they were girls and not favored, Old Mr.


    Griffin cared about his reputation. They had been raised in luxury since childhood.


    Their lives had already been nned out. Before marriage, the Griffin Family would support them, and


    after marriage, their husbands'' families would support them.


    They had never thought that there woulde a day when they would have to go out and find a job.


    Martha''s gaze once again swept across their faces one by one. "With my money, I can only afford to


    buy a small apartment, a ce for us to live. Other than that, I can''t help you. How you live your lives


    from now on is up to you. If you don''t find a job, you won''t have money to eat. You have to figure it out


    yourselves."


    The sisters looked at each other, feeling as if their future had turned dark and bleak.


    "It''s all because of you!" Charlie couldn''t help but get angry. She forcefully hit Cynthia on the head with


    her hand. "If it wasn''t for you provoking Lucas, he wouldn''t have suddenlye to our house and gone


    crazy. We wouldn''t have been kicked out by Grandpa and Dad!"


    "That''s right!" Quinn chimed in, "You made a mistake on your own, and now it''s affecting all of us. It''s


    all your fault!"


    Cynthia bit her lip, her hands and feet icy cold, her face pale.


    She didn''t expect things to turn out like this.


    She disliked Skr, but she didn''t want to offend him either.


    She disliked Lucas, so she came up with a clever n.


    Apart from expressing her dislike for Lucas in front of Skr, she didn''t do anything.


    If Skr helped her get rid of Lucas, everyone would be happy.


    If Skr didn''t do anything to Lucas, she wouldn''t lose anything.


    If Skr took action and failed, getting caught by the police, she would only have said a few bad things


    about Lucas in front of Skr. Other than that, she didn''t do anything.


    It was Skr''s own decision to go and kill Lucas, and it had nothing to do with her.


    She wouldn''t face any consequences.


    In her opinion, this was a foolproof n that wouldn''t implicate her no matter how things developed.


    Dreams were full, and reality was harsh.


    Her so-called foolproof n, which she thought would leave her without any worries, had unexpectedly


    turned her and her mother into homeless individuals.


    Lucas kept saying that he wouldn''t acknowledge his ancestry or inherit the Griffin Family''s wealth, but


    overnight, he changed his mind. He said that as long as he kicked them out of the Griffin Family, he


    could let his son acknowledge his ancestry and inherit the family''s wealth.


    Therefore, her grandfather and father happily kicked her and her mother out of the Griffin Family.


    She had always thought that she was the precious Miss Griffin of the wealthy family. Even if her father


    didn''t like her, it couldn''t change this fact.


    Now, she realized that she was too naive.


    Whether she was a Miss Griffin or not wasn''t determined by blood rtion but by her grandfather and


    father''s decision.


    If they wanted her to be, she would be.


    If they didn''t want her to be, she wouldn''t be.


    So now, she was expelled from the Griffin Family and was no longer Miss Griffin.


    Her sisters med her for dragging them down, looking at her with resentful eyes.


    Even her mother med her.


    What should she do in the future?


    When she was Miss Griffin, she had many suitors, but none of them had a better background than the


    Griffin Family. They all hoped to climb up the socialdder by marrying into the Griffin Family.


    Those men didn''t love her; they loved her family background.


    Now that she was expelled from the Griffin Family, those people would definitely avoid her and no


    longer consider her important.


    Among her suitors, Skr had the best background.


    But now, he was in prison...


    As the word "prison" shed through her mind, the sound of sirens suddenly came from a distance.


    The wailing sirens grew closer and closer, as if they were approaching their direction.


    Her heart suddenly tightened.


    Are the policeing this way?


    Are they looking for me?


    No.


    It can''t be!


    She only mentioned a few times in front of Skr that she hated Lucas. The decision to kill Lucas was


    Skr''s alone. She didn''t do anything; even the police couldn''t do anything to her!


    The police car came speeding and stopped near Cynthia.


    Several police officers got out of the car, and the leading officer showed his credentials to Cynthia.


    "Cynthia Griffin, we suspect you are involved in a murder-for-hire case. Pleasee with us to assist


    in the investigation."


    "No!" Cynthia''s face turned pale as she vigorously shook her head. "You''ve got it wrong. I haven''t done


    anything."


    "Come with us!" Two female police officers grabbed her arms from both sides and pushed her into the


    police car.


    "Mom! I''m innocent. Mom, help me!" Cynthia cried in fear, struggling and calling out to Martha.


    Martha took a few steps forward with her mouth opened, but she couldn''t say anything.


    She understood very well that she couldn''t protect her daughter anymore.


    Whether it was Mario or the Harts, or even the Gavin Family, they wouldn''t let her off the hook.


    She thought she was clever, but who was the fool?


    Skr was fond of her, and she incited him to harm others. Skr was mentally unstable, but the Gavin


    Family was not.


    She manipted Skr like a pawn. How could the Gavin Family not despise her? How could they let


    her escape?


    If she were still married to the Griffin Family, she might have found a way to protect Cynthia, but she


    couldn''t even safeguard herself now. What could she possibly do to confront the Gavin Family?


    Helplessly, she watched as the police took Cynthia away. Her heart ached, and she tightly clutched the


    arms of Quinn and Charlie.


    Quinn and Charlie trembled in fear, their faces drained of color.


    After a while, she shifted her gaze to her remaining three daughters and sternly warned, "From this


    moment on, you are not allowed to take any action without my permission. Do you understand?"


    Quinn and Charlie nodded desperately while Jordan clenched her fists tightly, her head hung low,


    neither nodding nor uttering a word.


    The night was enveloped in darkness, and Martha failed to notice her distress. She closed her eyes,


    took several deep breaths, and then opened her eyes. "Let''s go. We need to find a hotel to stay for


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