Chapter 614

Kenny, oblivious to Skylar’s disdain, had abandoned all dignity since relying on Peter. The Williams family's downfall had stripped away any pretense. Skylar sneered; Samuel and Peter's shamelessness dwarfed Kenny's arrogance. "Compared to them," she said, "you're even more contemptible."

Before their fall, Kenny, as the eldest son, had possessed a veneer of respectability. His affair with Maisy had eroded even that, leaving him utterly shameless.

Kenny snorted. "Look down on me all you want, but I'm still your older brother. You're doing well on Mr. Gardner Senior's team, bought a house—you must be making a lot of money. The family's broke, and so am I. Mom's still paralyzed. Hand over 500,000 dollars. We need it."

He craved Skylar's money, envisioning a lavish life.

Skylar smirked. "Did you not wake up from your delusional dream last night?"

Enraged, Kenny glared. "Give me the money, or you'll regret it. Don't think I won't tarnish your reputation. Do you think Mr. Gardner Senior's team will keep you if that happens? Your losses will be far greater than several hundred thousand dollars. And there's Steven. We've worked together for years; I know all about him. I can ruin him too. Think carefully—money or a world of trouble?"

Kenny, fearless and unscrupulous, aimed to surpass Samuel and Peter. He intended to leave with the money, no matter the cost.

He'd been tracking Skylar's schedule for days, finally seizing his opportunity.

"Alright," Skylar said, exiting her car.

Kenny was stunned by her acquiescence. Perhaps some familial leverage remained. But before he could react, he was yanked from the car, losing his balance. Skylar watched him sprawl on the ground, her gaze cold.

"Get lost," she said. "I'd love to see you try to ruin me and Steven." Their success stemmed from hard work, unlike Kenny's uselessness. She feared nothing from him.

"You! Skylar, you're crazy! I'm your brother! Who is even Steven? Treating your own brother like this will have consequences! Our family's downfall will be your future too! Do you think Joe will love you forever? You're just a country bumpkin! The Martin family will never accept you—you're nothing but a plaything!" Kenny shouted, his eyes bloodshot.

Once, 500,000 dollars would have been insignificant. He'd recently tried contacting Maisy, but she was unreachable, suggesting a comfortable life elsewhere.