CHapter 69
Vincent got booted straight out of the hospital. When Major Gat heard what he had just said, he
didn’t go easy at all and chucked him right onto the concrete.
Vincent was gritting his teeth in pain; his butt nearly bloomed with bruises!
What was the deal with the Schnabel family, always tossing people out like that?
Last time he went to give a gift, he got thrown out by the Schnabel folks, and this time, just for
having a chat with the old man’s caretaker, out he went!
Noe, that heartless little wench. If it wasn’t for them kicking her out of the house, would she ever
have had the chance to rub elbows with the Schnabels?
Now that she had climbed up the socialdder, she didn’t give a hoot about the Lambert family’s
fate!
Vincent stomped back to Belinda’s ward, fuming. “If you hadn’t decided to cut ties with Noe on
your own, she’d still be our daughter, and I wouldn’t be in this embarrassing mess.”
Belinda was also seething. “She’s just a caretaker, and you want her as our daughter? I’m
embarrassed even if you’re not! That girl’s an ungrateful wretch; you can’t count on her. Better think
of another n than running after her.”
Vincent, puzzled, asked, “What other n could there be?”
Belinda leaned back on her pillow and gave a mysterious smile. “I just overheard the nurses saying
Ashlyn’s in this hospital too. Whether it’s the old man or the olddy, they’re both Schnabels. If one
road’s blocked, we’ll just take another.”
Vincent’s eyes lit up! +
Ashlyn was good. She’s surely more approachable than Marcel. A little whisper in her ear and the
Lambert family could be back from the dead.
“Good thing I still have the gifts from earlier. Let’s take them to Ashlyn now!”
The Lambert family, pumped up like they were on steroids, lugged their bags and headed toward
Ashlyn’s room.
Ashlyn was lying in her hospital bed listening to catholic songs, looking all serene and peaceful. The
sunlight streaming through the window lit up her white hair; anyone clueless would think she was a
sweet, friendly olddy.
“Madam Ashlyn, we’re the Lamberts from Tranquility City. We heard you’re not well, so we brought
you some gifts!”
Ashlyn opened her eyes to find three strangers by her bed.
Gifts for her?
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Ever since Marcel banned her from mingling with the noble families, it had been years since anyone
brought her gifts! What were these people up to?
Ashlyn eyed the three rough–and–ready folks in front of her and snorted coldly. “Take all this. stuff
away: I’m not interested.”
“Madam, we’ve juste from Marcel’s ce. He sent us to give you these, said he’s been worried
about your health!”
Hearing that Marcel had sent them, Ashlyn’s eyes suddenly widened!
She knew it! That old coot still had her on his mind. After a lifetime together, he couldn’t be that
heartless.
“Alright,y them down, then you can go.”
Vincent stered a sycophantic smile on his face, rubbing his hands together. “Madam, we’re
Noe’s foster parents. Just wanted to ask if that girl is still behaving well?”
Noe’s foster parents?
Hearing this, Ashlyn’s disdain grew even stronger.
No wonder she felt these people reeked; turned out they were that girl’s foster parents.
Birds of a feather, coarse and crass.
“Behaving? What’s that got to do with me? As long as I’m alive, she’s never setting foot in the
Schnabel household!”
The Lambert family perked up at that!
Wasn’t Ashlyn basically saying Noe had no chance of marrying into the Schnabel family? Even if
she was dying to climb up the socialdder, they didn’t give a damn about her!
Briony felt a whole lot better, too.
“Madam, Noe is my sister. We grew up together. She always liked to hang with lots of boys. and
she was engaged to my fiancé, but she was unfaithful.”
Ashlyn frowned as if she had heard something filthy. “I knew that girl was no good! What exactly are
you here for?”
“Madam, mainly we don’t want you to be duped by Noe. She’s been trouble since she was little!
My mother was practically driven to her death by her! If you want the scoop on Noe, we’re at your
service.”
A glint of intrigue appeared in Ashlyn’s eyes. She might not have much respect for these three, but
if they could provide something interesting, she wouldn’t mind lending an ear.
“Madam, you must kick Noe out of the Schnabels! We’ll cut ties with her just because she’s
always been light–fingered…”
“Light–fingered?”
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Vincent spilled the beans about losing his contract.
“The Schnabel estate is massive; if Noe pulls something at home, the losses could be huge!”
Ashlyn was rmed. She whipped out her phone and dialed her son Tristan’s number straight
away.
But Tristan was busy pampering his wife and didn’t pick up even after ten calls! This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
“Mr. Schnabel must be tied up. Why don’t you give me his number, and I’ll get in touch with him.”
Vincent looked at Ashlyn with puppy–dog eyes.
“Alright, make sure you tell my son everything she’s done. Don’t let him be fooled.”
“Will do!”
Vincent left his number with a beaming smile and strutted out of the room with Tristan’s number in
hand.
“Judging by Ashlyn’s behavior just now, Noe must’ve been up to no good in the Schnabel family.
It’s a good thing we cut ties with her; she could’ve dragged us down with her.”
Belinda nodded in total agreement. “Let’s hustle back and reach out to Tristan Schnabel. As long as
we have the Schnabel family on our side, we’ll definitely make it through this rough patch.”
At the Horwich Mansion.
The quaint courtyard was brimming with priceless nts and flowers, and the little bridge over
running water added an extra touch of unique and elegant charm, much like a scene straight out of
the water towns, filled with an air of romance.
Sienna lounged on the deck chair, letting Tristan grovel at her feet and massage her legs like a
lapdog.
“Honey, don’t be mad anymore. Look at how you scared our daughter today.”
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“Was it me who wanted to be mad? It’s your mom who drove me to it!”
Tristan gave a sheepish grin. “Heh heh, my mom’s getting on in years; her brain’s not what it used
to be. Next time she calls you over, just ignore her.”
Sienna shot him a look that was all alluring and annoying.
“You think I want to deal with her? I’m only doing it so she won’t bother me and then take it out on
Noe. Let me tell you, I can handle her bullying me, but if she even thinks about messing with my
daughter, it’s war!”
Tristan nodded vigorously. “Don’t worry! Noe is our little treasure. No one’s allowed to bully her.”
Right after he said that his phone started to ring.
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“Who’s that?”
“Mr. Schnabel! This is Vincent from Tranquility City. I’ve got some dirt on your family’s caretaker,
Noe! That chick is full of tricks, has a heart like a snake, and shows no respect for parents and
elders. She’s always been vicious to our daughter and is not fit to stay by Mr. Marcel’s side as a
caregiver.”
Tristan was utterly confused at first, but the more he listened, the angrier he got. He was so close to
reaching through the phone and wringing Vincent’s neck!
Back in his younger days, he was a big shot, a heavyweight, a boss who ruled the roost, especially
among the Schnabel kids. Once they took over the family business, Tristan happily stepped back.
Thus, he seemed to be the easiest one in the family to talk to, though that couldn’t be further from
the truth.
Tristan’s face turned stone cold, an aura of chilling anger emanating from him that even Sienna
picked up on and asked, “What’s wrong? Who’s calling?”
Vincent was still going on and on. “Is your wife there too? This is really important. I swear on my
name that if Noe stays with the Schnabel family, she’s going to harm you guys. We wouldn’t have
kicked her out of our house for nothing!”