Chapter 67

I could only suppress my anger and said to the Herrera family, “I found a good place for you; hurry up and pack your things!”

Hudson: “What are we going to do, sis! That little brat Ophelia took all our stuff and only let us take away this junk!”

“The dead girl married an old man with some power and became arrogant!”

“After a few years, that old man was buried, and I saw you—”

Ophelia’s gaze suddenly turned icy, seeking death!

“Teach me how he should speak!”

Immediately, two bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed Hudson, slapping him twice across the face.

“Ah—!”

Hudson was caught off guard, let out a terrible scream, and was left with a mouthful of blood, having lost a tooth!

“Dad!”

“Honey!”

“Good boy—!”

The Herrera family screamed.

Erin suddenly changed her expression, “Ophelia—! What are you doing?!”

“What to do? Of course, I was teaching him to speak!” Ophelia’s face was like frost, and her voice was icy.

Hudson covered his face and said, “What did I say wrong? That old man—”

Ophelia narrowed her eyes and said, “Continue!”

“Bang!”

“Ah!”

“Bang!”

“Ah!”

Hudson screamed repeatedly, his head spinning and his ears ringing, being dragged like a dead dog by the bodyguards.

Ophelia’s bright face was covered with a layer of frost, and she looked at Hudson as if he were dead, looking down at him from above. “Aren’t you the one who loves to talk? Go on!”

This time, Hudson’s eyes were filled with fear, and he no longer dared to speak carelessly. The bodyguards spared no effort in their attack; it was the first time he had ever received such a severe beating in his life!

Ophelia let out a cold laugh, feeling very satisfied with his reaction. She suddenly looked at Sophia, who was cursing loudly out of concern for her son.

“Sophia, did you also want to experience how your son felt at that moment?”

Sophia suddenly fell silent, like a chicken that had its neck grasped.

Erin looked very pale. “Ophelia! You—”

“What’s wrong, Erin also wanted to experience it? Then I didn’t mind fulfilling your wish!”

Erin’s expression suddenly froze. From Ophelia’s tone, she believed that the dead girl could really do it! Since she married into Sunset Vista, she was not just ordinarily arrogant.

Erin cast a wary glance at the eight intimidating bodyguards and forcefully suppressed the frustration and anger within her. She said, “Alright, putting aside everything else, where are your uncle’s things?”

She recognized that these items, carelessly thrown on the ground, were the luggage that the Herrera family had brought when they came to Minston. Each piece was worse than garbage; what use was there in taking them away except to throw them out as trash?

I don’t know how her mom managed to do it; she was able to keep it for so many years!

“Those things? Don’t think about it!” Ophelia said coldly. “Have you forgotten that the Herrera family still owed me eighty million?”

“I also gave you three days to raise the money, and it seems that you also had no intention of paying it back, did you?”

Erin gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t you know what your uncle’s family is going through? If you insist on demanding eighty million from them, how is that any different from forcing them to death?”

“Oh, if they can’t pay it back, then let them die!” Ophelia calmly sat back down in her chair. Her voice was soft and pleasant, but the words she spoke left no room for argument. “In any case, what I want is for the eighty million that was deceitfully taken from me back then to be returned to me in full!”

“As for those luxury items in the villa, ha, which one wasn’t bought with money drained from my family? I would have the second-hand dealer take them away later, and the money from the sale would be used to pay me back a portion; that would already be exceptionally generous of me!”

Eighty million!

Sophia’s head felt like it was going to explode. She seemed to be overwhelmed by a great mountain, sat down on the ground, and began to throw a tantrum again.

“There was no money, only a life at stake! If you wanted that eighty million, you would have to step over my dead body!”

Ophelia glanced coldly, showing no reaction at all, and only said to Erin, “Today is the last day of the three-day deadline. If I don’t see that eighty million by tonight…ha.” She smiled gently, her lips curving slightly, and said, “Then I can only ask my husband to help me get it!”

Erin and Bessie, who knew who her husband was, both changed their expressions at the same time.

With a cold snort, Ophelia stood up and said, “Let’s go back!”