Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Chapter 346: Chapter 346: The Scumbag Who Cheated During Pregnancy

Florence Warner saw the real estate inheritance declaration, and was instantly dumbfounded!

Not only did it include the old Vaughn Residence, but also several shops, pawnshops, and some residential properties with seventy-year leases left by the Sutton Family patriarch.

Forget about those residential properties and pawnshops, those few shops located in the city center alone, though not operated by themselves, are subleased to others and bring in substantial annual profits.

Since Gregory Vaughn was stripped of his position as chairman of the Radiant Group, his shares shrank to 8%, Florence Warner and Fiona Vaughn have been holding onto grievances, glad for the steady profits from these shops to maintain their high spending.

If Cecilia Vaughn now takes them away, what would be left for the Vaughn Family but an empty shell?

Since Florence Warner rose as the mistress, she’s accustomed to living the life of a wealthy woman. If this agreement takes effect, she might even struggle to afford any new luxury from Patek Philippe!

...

Florence Warner staggered backward two steps, unable to tolerate such a thing happening!

"No! This is fake! I don’t believe it!"

She screamed hysterically, her hands, polished with bold vermilion nail polish, couldn’t help tearing the paper into shreds!

"Tear it clean! The house, the shops, they’re our family’s things, and will be left for Fiona, you little brat can dream of taking them!"

Watching the agreement turn to scraps, Florence Warner let out a long sigh of relief, arrogantly staring down Cecilia Vaughn, hands on her hips, worse than a market shrew.

...

Cecilia Vaughn stared at Florence Warner as if she were a fool, her expression sarcastic, light brown eyes glinting coldly.

"Auntie, do you think tearing that paper works?"

Florence Warner froze, meeting Cecilia Vaughn’s colder-than-ice gaze, her heart filled with a sense of doom.

She clenched her teeth tightly, her once charming face now twisted by fury and fear.

"You little brat, don’t try to fool me. Whoever claims must prove, even if it goes to court, I’m not afraid of you, anyway that inheritance agreement is gone, you’d better not think about taking it."

Cecilia Vaughn chuckled lightly, standing leisurely by Adrian Law’s side, finding her enemy’s anger quite delightful.

"Adrian, you remember last week, I had a bunch of documents copied for you to keep, locked in a safety deposit box at the Stellerton bank?"

Adrian Law nodded casually, lightly tapping her nose with his finger.

"If I’m not mistaken, what just got ripped was merely a copy of the real estate inheritance agreement?"

"My smart big boss is truly clever, unlike some people, tsk tsk, as dumb as pigs..."

Cecilia Vaughn sweetly smiled, even though she’s here to reclaim the family assets, she’s boldly showcasing affection.

...

"Who are you calling a pig?"

Florence Warner’s face changed instantly, her expression livid, veins on her hands standing taut!

"Whoever responds is who."

Cecilia Vaughn smirked at Florence Warner, her words dripping with sarcasm.

"You—"

Florence Warner couldn’t even stand stable, only now realizing that Cecilia Vaughn, after three years mixing in prison, had become so sharp-tongued, when before she was always meekly enduring everything for her brother?!

And Fiona Vaughn stepped forward in disbelief, shaking her head at Cecilia Vaughn in deep distress.

"Sister, how can you call mom that! Even if mom didn’t give birth to you, she raised you from junior high onwards! You’ll face retribution for this!"

Fiona Vaughn bit her lip, gently patting Florence Warner’s back, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister, you really don’t know gratitude..."

"Mom, are you alright..."

Florence Warner took a difficult breath, holding her fists tightly, feeling something blocking her airways, thinking about those properties Cecilia Vaughn would seize, like the sky was falling!

"I’m fine, but the houses... the houses..."

"Mom, don’t worry, maybe sister is just joking. We’ve been living in the Vaughn Residence for so long, your and father’s nurturing grace can’t be repaid with money, how could she bear to kick you two elders out!"

Florence Warner finally calmed down, staring angrily at Cecilia Vaughn.

"Exactly, Cecilia Vaughn, if you dare kick your father and me out, that would be extremely unfilial!"

Cecilia Vaughn watched the mother-daughter display of affection mockingly, feeling these two women absolutely hideous.

"Such a big hat of unfilial piety!"

Cecilia Vaughn clapped her hands.

Her brown eyes slightly narrowed, sarcastically moving her gaze from Florence Warner’s face to Gregory Vaughn.

"Mr. Vaughn, you have already said you want to sever the father-daughter relationship, and Ms. Warner and I have no blood ties at all."

"Let’s settle this, since my mother died, the two of you, whether you admit it or not, haven’t cared a fig for me and Evan in this family when we were sick and hungry."

"As for expenses, I only attended junior high and high school under your care, the real cost doesn’t exceed a hundred thousand, yet the properties from my mother and grandfather have been milked for values of tens of thousands times more."

"Furthermore, Mr. Gregory Vaughn, they say any woman who bears a man’s child has given her all and deserves to be cherished by the husband, yet Fiona is just a few months younger than me. I wonder, for a philanderer like you, is it even worthy to call yourself a good father?"

Gregory Vaughn’s face stiffened immediately.

"Cecilia, that’s all in the past—"

"As long as Fiona and her mother are here, it can never pass!"

Thinking of her mother, Cecilia Vaughn felt more and more heartless, indifferent, gave them the final ultimatum!

"Today, whether you want to leave or not, I give you three hours to get out of my grandfather’s mansion!"

Gregory Vaughn was instantly furious.

"Rebellious girl! Don’t forget, you bear the Vaughn Family’s blood, don’t think just because you have grown wings, you can deny me as your father! Unless you strip bones and flesh, I’ll never move out!"

Cecilia Vaughn felt disgusted by Gregory Vaughn, just as she was seething, Adrian Law suddenly gently pressed her hand.

"Cecilia, didn’t you hear? If you reverse the proposal, it’s not bad, if his blood is drained then your connection is severed."

Speaking, his phoenix eyes swept over Gregory Vaughn.

"Mr. Vaughn, though I have no experience with stripping bones and bleeding, experimenting on you would be interesting."

As his words fell, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts!

If Gregory Vaughn’s blood was drained, could he still live?!