Chapter 5

When Robinson placed the urn in my hands.

My whole body shook as I clutched that cold box tightly, tears falling heavily onto it.

Robinson stood beside me, handing me a tissue.

"Now, can we talk about cooperation?"

I looked up and met his eyes.

"Okay."

"I want them completely ruined and left with nothing."

I was settled by Robinson in a penthouse apartment in the city center.

The security here was tight. The Franklin family couldn't get in at all.

I had just showered and changed into clean clothes.

The doorbell rang.

Robinson was in the study having a video conference. I walked over to answer the door.

Outside stood an impeccably maintained middle-aged woman.

It was Robinson's mother, Mrs. Wilson.

She looked me up and down, her eyes full of disgust.

"You're that illegitimate daughter from the Franklin family?"

She walked into the living room in her high heels.

She pulled out a checkbook from her bag, scribbled down a string of numbers, and threw it on the coffee table.

"Here's ten million."

"Take the money and leave Robinson immediately."

"Our family can't afford this kind of disgrace."

I walked over and picked up the check.

Right in front of her, I tore it into pieces. The scraps fluttered down onto the carpet.

Mrs. Wilson's face turned livid with rage.

"Don't be ungrateful!"

"You think Robinson will really marry you? He's just interested in something new!"

"Chloe is the daughter-in-law our family has chosen!"

I looked at her coldly.

"Then you should go discipline your son instead of coming here to yell at me."

Mrs. Wilson raised her hand to hit me.

Robinson pushed open the study door and walked out. Seeing this scene, he said coldly,

"Mom, what are you doing."

Mrs. Wilson immediately pulled back her hand. Feeling humiliated, she pointed at me and cursed.

"You're throwing away the family's reputation for her?"

"The Franklin family has already told me everything!"

"She's just a bitch who'll stop at nothing to climb the social ladder!"

Robinson walked over and stood in front of me.

"When did my affairs become yours to interfere with."

"Show her out."

Mrs. Wilson was escorted out by security.

As she left, she looked at me as if she wanted to swallow me alive.

The next day Robinson went to the company for meetings.

I was alone in the apartment researching information about Chloe's art exhibition.

The door lock suddenly turned.

I thought Robinson had returned, but it was Mrs. Wilson and Chloe who walked in.

Chloe wore a smug smile on her face.

In her hand was the apartment's spare key.

"Jennifer, aren't you scared living in such a big place all alone?"