Chapter 80


    Chapter 80


    Not long after Mary fell gravely ill, the wedding between him and Leanne was all set. Carl by marriage


    became even more stubborn about not returning what was owed.


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    “You’re marrying into the Richardson family who are loaded! They don’t need our little house. Are you


    trying to drive us to the poorhouse or what?”


    Growing up, people were taught all these high-minded morals so as to shape oneself into a beacon of


    integrity. But once you stepped into the real world, you quickly realized that it didn’t give two hoots


    about your principles.


    Try reasoning with a bulldozer like Carl was a dead end.


    Over the years, Leanne had made several attempts to reim her family’s possessions, but to no avail.


    But now, with divorce from Curtis on the horizon, her ties with the Richardson family were about to be


    severed.


    She wanted her parents’ belongings back and reim her childhood home.


    Leanne didn’t know how Violet managed to convince stubborn Carl. But within days, she received a


    call.


    “Leanne…” Violet stammered on the phone, “I’ve had a word with Carl. We’ll pack up and leave


    tomorrow. We know we messed up and..


    Leanne cut her off, “I’m at work. If there’s nothing else, I gotta go.”


    “Oh, no, that’s all. I just wanted to say I’lle by tomorrow to hand over the keys.”


    ust FedEx them to me,” Leanne said curtly..


    The keys arrived sooner than expected, making things a bit easier for her. Although Leanne wasn’t


    afraid of a legal fight, it was a hassle, time-consuming and draining. And she wanted no further


    entanglement with that side of the family.


    However, iming her inheritance became a bureaucratic nightmare, involving a carousel of


    government offices and endless paperwork.


    After pulling an all-nighter at the hospital, Leanne trudged home to find her housekeeper, Laura,


    chattering away. “Mr. Curtis has beening home more oftentely. It’s like your two have synced


    schedules. When you’re here, he’s gone, and vice versa. Just yesterday, you


    missed each other by a hair.”


    Leanne had been swamped, dashing from dawn till dusk.


    “Is heing home tonight?” she asked Laura after finishing her breakfast.


    give him a call?”


    “Maybeter.”


    Exhausted, Leanne told Laura to take the day off and crashed into bed, sleeping till noon.


    The quiet vi felt serene as she took her time getting things done. Leanne packed up her two cats into


    carriers and handed them over to an elderly neighbor in building 12, carefully exining pet care tips


    before leaving her contact info in case he needed her help.


    The old gentleman wasn’t at all as Laura described him. He wasn’t quirky or strange from living alone


    for so long. As she was about to leave, he even asked her to stay a bit longer: “How about a cup of


    coffee before you take off? I bet you can’t find coffee like mine anywhere else.”


    “I’ll take you up on that coffee another time,” Leanne said with a smile:


    Back home, she rang up Curtis.


    Curtis was on his way to a meeting, trailed by a pack of suit-d executives. His Italian designer shoes


    tapped a crisp rhythm on the floor. He paused upon seeing Leanne’s call, _gesturing for the others to


    go ahead while he stepped to the panoramic window to


    answer.


    Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, he answered with azy smirk, “What’s up, busy bee? Got a


    minute for me today?”


    “You free tonight?” Leanne inquired.


    “Tonight?”


    tis nced at his assistant, Caleb, who began to whisper his evening schedule when


    is cut in, “I’m free. What’s up?”


    aleb was left speechless.


    On the phone, Leanne said, “We haven’t talked about the divorce. Let’s settle it once and for all


    tonight.”


    These words made Curtis crawl.


    “Finished settling with your aunt, now you want to settle with me?” he jibed sarcastically. “Are you a


    doctor or the Grim Reaper, going around settling affairs?”


    Leanne was silent.


    She had been dropped off at Golden Grove Manors by Jake. It wasn’t surprising Curtis knew about it.


    But Jake was a hypocrite. Curtis’ whereabouts were a tightly kept secret, yet Leanne’s movements


    were an open book.


    Chapter 80


    ncing at his watch, Curtis replied, “Got another meeting. I’ll be home in an hour and at


    half.”


    “Great. I’ll wait for you,” Leanne said, setting the stage for their final confrontation.