Chapter 1103 Who Made You Biased?
Kimberly was crying so hard she could barely catch her breath.
"Three lives, just like that," She sobbed. "How could you do this? Why? What did I ever do to make you hate me so much that you want me and my family dead? Tell me!"
Abella had never seen Kimberly so out of control before.
All her pain, anger, and sorrow spilled out in that moment. Abella could only wipe her tears, pat her shoulder, and then step back quietly.
Her brothers handed Beckett tissues, saying nothing, but their silence spoke volumes.
"Back then, you married into this family a year after me, but you got way more gifts than I did. Even your house was fancier and more expensive than mine," Margaret said, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and disappointment. "That was the first time I felt our parents were being unfair."
Before Margaret could respond, Winslow angrily interjected, "How can you say that? When you got married, gold was $1,000 an ounce. I bought you 300 ounces. The next year, when Kimberly got married, gold had risen to $1,300 an ounce. I bought her the same 300 ounces. The weight was the same!"
"No, it wasn't the same. Her total was worth way more!" Margaret's eyes showed a hint of grievance and sadness. "You gave me $300,000 worth of gold. You should have given her the same value. That would have been fair! She even had a couple hundred more guests at her wedding than I did."
"That's because by the time Kimberly got married, your father and I had made many new business friends who supported our ventures. It would have been rude not to invite them," Winslow explained, surprised that such a small matter had caused resentment for so many years.
"You said Kimberly's villa was better and more expensive than yours. I explained this to you back then. Before either of the brothers was in a relationship, George chose Magnolia Villas for his future home. Two years later, Beckett chose Emerald Lake Villas, and by then, property prices had gone up. Emerald Lake Villas was newly developed and in a prime location."
"But his villa was much larger than ours," Margaret said tearfully.
"That's because it came with a larger yard and more space," Winslow replied, shocked that even the size of the house had been a point of contention for so long.
Later, Beckett and Kimberly worked hard and moved to Long Island Manor. They only lived in Emerald Lake Villas for a few years.
"I asked you back then if you were satisfied with the arrangements. You said you were fine with everything because you loved George. I thought you were a good person and didn't want to treat you unfairly. I can confidently say no family in this city gave more gifts than we did."
Just the gold alone was 300 ounces, not to mention the cash, cars, and shops.
"But Kimberly got more," Margaret looked at Winslow, tears of grievance in her eyes. "I know my background is different from Kimberly's. She comes from a prestigious family and deserves more. But George and I worked so hard after our marriage, and you didn't acknowledge it."
"What do you mean by that?" Winslow asked, feeling heartbroken. "Is it because we didn't let you manage the family business? Everyone knows the Medici family business is always passed to the first son. Even if Kimberly had five sons, the business would still go to Steven. The principle is the same."
"But George and I are clearly better at business than Beckett and Kimberly. Why couldn't we manage it together? Why couldn't we inherit the business and let Beckett and Kimberly take dividends?" Margaret asked, feeling wronged.
Over the years, Beckett and Kimberly lived a glamorous life, respected everywhere as the wealthiest couple, while George and Margaret lived in their shadow.
People often looked down on them, thinking they weren't as capable as Beckett and Kimberly.
"Is that why you wanted to kill Beckett and Kimberly?" Winslow asked, heartbroken.
"Yes," Margaret said, lifting her eyes. "Because you were unfair from the start."
Winslow was furious. She couldn't believe the daughter-in-law they had spent so much on could be so cruel and still dare to talk back. She slapped Margaret hard, leaving a clear handprint on her face.
"Do you think we would blindly let the first son inherit the business? If he didn't have the talent or was a wastrel, how could we entrust the family business to him?" Winslow said, trembling with anger. "When they were young, many experts and mentors tested them. Beckett's answers were always better than George's."
"That's because Beckett is two years older than George, and you started grooming him earlier. Of course, he knows more," Margaret said, her voice breaking.
"Beckett is only two years older. When we gave the business to him, we also gave George assets of equal value. If you and George were as talented as you claim, your business should have surpassed Beckett's by now," Winslow said, her chest heaving with anger. "But instead, you secretly sabotaged Beckett and Kimberly countless times, and they still became the wealthiest. What about you?"
The truth was, giving the business to Beckett had been the right decision.
Even if George and Margaret had business talent, their small-mindedness was not conducive to the long-term success of the family business.
"Is that why you felt shortchanged, and wanted to kill us?" Beckett asked, looking at his brother with deep sorrow. "Do you remember when we were kids, and our parents worked late managing the business? You once told me you wished they didn't have to work so hard."
Beckett's eyes were red, his voice hoarse. "I thought if I took on the burden of the business, you could have an easier life with the dividends."
At the time, George had shown no interest in the business.
Their parents had given Beckett the business and George's assets of equal value.
But to Margaret, the business was the key to long-term wealth. The business paths were paved by their parents, and the connections established by them.
Beckett just had to follow the plan to keep the business thriving, while money would depreciate over time.
Although their parents gave George assets of equal value, starting a business from scratch was much harder than managing an established one.
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