Chapter 580
Mr. Brown glared at his wife with a grim expression and asked, “Whose grandfather did you visit?”
“Who else? It was Liberty’s grandfather. Her grandmother was in the hospital, so I went to see them and made my request. Old Mr. Hunt asked for one hundred thousand, but I refused. After some negotiation, I settled on sixty thousand.”
“He repeatedly assured me that he would convince Serenity not to divorce, but Serenity didn’t follow through with Liberty. They simply took the money and did nothing.”
As soon as Olivia finished explaining, Mr. Brown threw his hand out and slapped her on the arm.
“Are you stupid? How could you trust anyone from Liberty’s family? You know about the conflict between Liberty and her family. You should have gone to anyone but them. You’re usually smart, but how could you be so foolish this time?
“Sixty thousand. You actually spent sixty thousand!”
Mr. Brown was so furious with his wife that he felt faint.
Olivia replied, feeling wronged, “I thought it would be easier to let her family talk to Serenity since I couldn’t. Even if they argue, it would be a family matter. That’s why I approached them. Old Mr. Hunt mentioned that the hospital was pressuring them to pay his wife’s medical bills, which cost forty thousand. If I gave them sixty thousand, they could use the remaining twenty thousand as an incentive to persuade Serenity.”
Initially, Old Mrs. Hunt’s medical expenses were covered with her own money. Later, she had her children contribute a little, but they had run out of funds. With the need to come up with another forty thousand, Old Mr. Hunt quickly seized the opportunity when Olivia showed up at their doorstep.
“You’re such a fool. Giving money to that family is like flushing it down the toilet.”
the drain. There’s no way to get your money back.” Chelsea interjected, “Mom, I told you to find someone to help, not to waste money.” However, she quietly thought, “I didn’t realize Mom kept so much money to herself. It seems Hank has been giving our parents a lot of money.” She reflected, “The amount they spend on my family is likely only a fraction of what Hank provides them.”
“I’m going to Old Mr. Hunt to demand my money back. They didn’t complete the job, so I won’t stop until I get my money,” Olivia declared. Resentfully, she added, “Once we settle down after this house fiasco, Chelsea and George, you two will come with me to collect my sixty thousand from Old Mr. Hunt.”
“Of course, we need to get it back,” Chelsea agreed. If Old Mr. Hunt had taken the money and completed the work, they would have left the sixty thousand with him. At least they would have saved over a million from Hank, in addition to the house renovation costs. However, since Old Mr. Hunt failed to finish the job, he must return the money.
“Call Hank and tell him to come over immediately,” Mr. Brown fumed, his anger reaching a boiling point that nearly gave him a heart attack. He never imagined his son’s divorce would be so costly. Had he known there was no way to turn back time, they would have accepted responsibility for their choices. No matter how angry they felt, they had to swallow this bitter pill themselves. “Don’t be angry, Dad. It’s bad for your health. I’ll call Hank now and ask him to come over.”
Also, if that Yates girl is with Hank, invite her as well. Olivia had arrived in town early that morning specifically to assert her dominance over Jessica.