Chapter 165 The Unwritten Rule of Gratitude Towards the Other Woman's Parents
"Your parents may have perished in a car accident, but my dear, some events are simply predestined. You cannot hold the Harringtons responsible. They have been nothing but kind to you over the past few years. With this money, you will have more than enough to live comfortably abroad, entirely on your own," Naomi declared, her tone steeped in reason. She felt an overwhelming sense of generosity, considering her act of gifting an orphan like Victoria a plane ticket as a charitable deed.
"Do you anticipate my gratitude?" Victoria questioned, her gaze fixed on the card lying on the table.
"If you had any semblance of decorum or courtesy, you would indeed express your thanks and demonstrate some gratitude," Naomi retorted.
"Regrettably, the etiquette I was taught as a child did not include expressing gratitude to the parents of a home-wrecker," Victoria shot back, her words sharp as a knife.
Naomi's expression soured instantly. "Young lady, watch your tongue. Our family is not a home-wrecker's household, and Isabella Montgomery is certainly not a home-wrecker. She and Harrison have been infatuated with each other since their childhood. If not for your unexpected intrusion, they would already be wed."
"Is that so? I've never heard such a story," Victoria responded, her tone laced with skepticism.
"Ha! Of course, you haven't," Naomi scoffed. "The Harringtons were too guilt-ridden to disclose it to you, but those two have been inseparable since their childhood, even sharing a bed. You, having been raised abroad, wouldn't be privy to their history. But now you are." Naomi reveled in the mixture of shock and loss that clouded Victoria's eyes, a hint of satisfaction creeping into her voice. "Those two," she continued, "pretended to be husband and wife as children. They were of the same age, attended school together, ate together, grew up together. That kind of bond isn't something an outsider like you can simply sever."
Victoria Kensington found herself suddenly bereft of words.
Indeed, Alexander Harrington and that woman had been childhood sweethearts.
She had almost overlooked such a crucial detail.
And her...
How many times had they actually met?
"Reflect on it," Naomi urged. "I expect you to depart by tomorrow, making way for my daughter and grandson. Consider it a good deed."
Naomi regarded Victoria, standing there so alone and uncertain, scorned her a bit more, then turned to leave.
"Wait."
Victoria Kensington leaned over, retrieved the card from the table, and approached Naomi.
She might be the newcomer, but this was her hometown too. She wasn't someone to be scoffed at, not even by elders she barely knew.
"Take this card."
"What's the matter? Is it insufficient?"
"Yes, it's insufficient."
Victoria Kensington's upbringing refrained her from hurling crude insults at her elders, but that didn't mean she had to endure the humiliation.
"Oh? How much do you want then? State your price."
Naomi was intrigued to discover just how audacious this young woman could be.
"Change two hundred thousand to two hundred billion."
"What?"
Naomi's jaw almost hit the floor.
"Dollars."
Victoria added.
"What? In dollars? Who do you think you are? Your life's worth two hundred billion dollars?"
"Without it, I won't leave."
"Ha, you overvalue yourself. Just try not to leave."
With a glare that could freeze hell, Naomi snatched the card and stormed out.
Victoria Kensington turned to gaze out the window at a clap of thunder, her mood somber.
Naomi, at the door, quietly placed the card on the shoe cabinet, casting one last glance inside before departing.
"Keep a close watch on her. If she encounters Alexander Harrington outside of work, she needs to be taught a lesson."
No sooner had Naomi stepped out than she dialed a number on her phone.
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Barely half an hour later, someone was pounding on the door furiously, their anger reverberating through the room.
As the rain lashed against the window panes, the distraught girl approached the door and whispered, "Who is it?"
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