Chapter 862


    Charlie called Elliot, but there was no answer on the phone. On the other hand, Chelsea picked up


    when he called her. However, her tone was nonchnt as she said, “Hey, Charlie. Have the guests


    arrived?”


    “Chelsea Tierney! What the h*ll are you ying at?! Do you have any idea what time it is? Did Elliot not


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    pick you up? I call him, but he’s not answering! Is he regretting this now?!”


    Charlie spent the entire morning greeting and entertaining guests, so he was rather tired at the


    moment. When neither Elliot nor Chelsea showed up, hepletely lost control of his emotions.


    “Elliot didn’t call me, so I’m not too sure what’s happening right now.” Chelsea’s tone was soft and


    demure, which was different from her humble demeanor from before.


    “I’m still getting my hair done! I wasn’t happy with the hair and makeup you chose, so I asked the


    stylist to redo everything.”


    Charlie’s lips twisted into a snarl as he snapped, “Don’t think you’re Mrs. Foster now and can act so


    insolently in front of me, Chelsea!”


    “Even if we hold the wedding today, I still wouldn’t be Mrs. Foster,” Chelsea reminded Charlie.


    “It’s not like we’re getting a wedding license. How would that make me Mrs. Foster?”


    “How dare you use this tone with me, then?!” Charlie held his phone and walked out of the banquet


    hall.


    “Who gave your permission to change the hair and makeup? I wanted everyone to clearly see how


    hideous you are!”


    “You used to be so nice to me before I was disfigured , Charlie,” Chelsea sighed, “I know you still care


    about me. If I turned back to how I used to look, I’m sure you’ll still love me.”


    “Shut up!” Charlie snapped, then huffed heavily but was unable to say another word.


    Chelsea was right. He could not ept how ugly she had be now, so he had split the current


    Chelsea and the old Chelsea into two different people in his mind.


    “Is my mother next to you, Charlie? I’d like to talk to her about something.” Chelsea’s tone suddenly


    turned serious.


    “Why are you looking for her? She might not want to speak to you!” Charlie said but headed back into


    the banquet hall anyway.


    “Won’t she take the call if you asked her to? You might not be her biological son, but she definitely


    treats you like that!” Chelsea mocked. Momentster, Charlie handed the phone over to Jete


    “What the hell are you doing, Chelsea?! All of the guests are waiting for the two of you!”


    Jete snapped angrily the moment she took over the phone.


    “Hey, Mom. What do you think will happen to you if Dad died? What would you do if he gave me the


    entire Tierney fortune before he died?” Chelsea said, then let out a hearty guffaw and added, “Would


    you beg on your knees for my forgiveness?”


    Jete’s exquisitely made-up face instantly twisted into a scowl. “What crazy nonsense are you


    spouting right now?!”


    “Dad’s dead. He just died this morning. It was a peaceful death.” Chelsea’sughter turned more and


    more sinister.


    “Before he died, he found his conscience and made thewyer change his will. He left his entire estate


    to me! Ha ha ha ha!”


    Jete suddenly fell back and bumped into Charlie’s arms.


    “Charlie Tierney is nothing now, Mom! He’s no longer the Tierney heir. He’s just a penniless piece of


    trash! He isn’t even your biological son! I, your biological daughter, am the one who inherited the


    Tierney fortune!” Charlie heard every single word of this part of Chelsea’s speech through the phone.


    He snatched the phone open and shrieked at the top of his lungs, “Chelsea! Say that again! Repeat


    whatever you just said again!”


    “It’s such a shame to talk about it over the phone! I’lle and see you at the hotel once I’m done with


    my hair and makeup,” Chelsea said.


    “It’s our father’s funeral today, after all. How could I possibly be absent from that?”


    The color drained from Charlie’s face. “Dad’s dead? You killed him?”


    Chelsea let out a chilling snicker, then hung up the phone. Hearing the undisguised arrogance in her


    He called his subordinate, but there was no answer.He called his other subordinate, but there was no


    answer either! Both of these subordinates had already met their deaths and were swimming in pools of


    their own blood.