Become Filthy Rich After Divorce

Chapter 755 After Marriage, Inherit Everything

Chapter 755 After marriage, inherit everything

When Alina arrived at Leaf Cafe, the waiter saw her and respectfully led her to the private room

upstairs.

"Miss, Mr. Collins is waiting for you inside." The waiter respectfully finished and walked away.

Alina stood at the door, looking at the tightly closed bamboo door, and took a deep breath.

The moment she pulled open the door, the clear scent enveloped her.

"You're here?" A man's low, hoarse voice came from above her head, and Alina struggled to get out of

his arms.

She coldly avoided his touch.

Glancing around the room, there was no sign of Penny.

Alina instantly went cold, "Where's Penny?"

Chester had a flash of pain under his eyes at the detachment from her, pulling her hand over, and Alina

tired to draw it away.

Yet Chester was tightening the force, "Know how I have been looking for you?"

He was madly afraid of not seeing her again.

She was seriously ill and left, and that would probably be the last time they would see each other.

Now seeing that Alina looked good, Chester was slightly relieved, but looking at her with such

indifference, his heart rose to his throat.

"I was afraid you would be in danger, I was afraid you would be bullied where I couldn't see you." He

was scared.

At this moment, Alina clearly felt that Chester's hand was trembling uncontrollably as he gripped her.

"Abby, I'm sorry." Chester could no longer hold back and pulled her into his arms.

The moment he held her close, he sucked in the smell of her body greedily, wanting to feel the real

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Alina, "Let go."

In response to Chester's covetousness, Alina only spat out two words icily.

Instead of letting go, Chester's arms around her were heavier at the moment, as if she would disappear

if he let go.

"Abby, we've experienced separation more than once, but this is the one I'm most afraid of." In the low

tone of Chester's voice, there was a pain that could not be suppressed.

Alina closes her eyes.

"Let go of me." Chester was full of joy of recovering, while Alina was indifferent.

She was full of enthusiasm.

Yet who made her become different?

Not the Ajax family, nor herself, but this man who boasted that he loved her most and wanted to protect

her.

...

After George's funeral, Nellie went straight back to the James family. When Catherine and Hazel

returned, they saw Nellie directing the maids.

"Yes, Lady Nellie." The butler respectfully led her upstairs.

Soon there was considerable commotion from above, Catherine and Hazel looked at each other as

Hazel rushed up the stairs.

The butler moved her things out of the room together with the servants.

"What are you doing? Put it down." Hazel went up like mad and snatched the things out of the servants'

hands.

She wanted to put it back in the room, however the maid went back to her room to continue moving

other things.

Such indifferent provoked Hazel.

"Stop it, put it down, who gave you permission to touch my stuff?" Hazel was mad as hell trying to

snatch the stuff.

Yet all of them seemed not to be angry.

Hazel's face turned white in anger, She smashed the things on the ground fiercely.

Turning around, she hurried downstairs.

"What do you what?" She came to Nellie, looked at her fiercely, wishing to tear her apart.

The corners of Nellie's mouth lifted in icy sarcasm as she looked at Hazel, "It's not yours, you can't

touch it."

Hazel and Catherine subconsciously glanced at each other, and Hazel felt a hint of timidness.

"What do you mean it's not mine? Dad has left the whole James family to me, don't you know that?"

Hazel rebuked.

What she couldn't stand to see was this look on Nellie's face.

And as there was no anger in Nellie, there was only a mocking smile.

Such a smile made Hazel and Catherine feel an unprecedented sense of panic.

This room was only the beginning, and as for what came after it, it wouldn't end so easily.

She didn't expect Nellie, who had been silent for so many years, to make a move now?

Nellie looked at Hazel with a smile on her lips, as if he was looking at a fool with mockery, "The whole

James family is for you?"

"I am afraid he can't make this decision." Her voice was soft, but it made Hazel and Catherine feel the

anger all over her body.

Catherine and Hazel's faces were already not good, but now that they heard Nellie's words, their faces

turned even more pale.

They naturally knew what Nellie meant by that.

The James family's fortune all relied on Nellie's grandmother to get up, and her mother gained a lot of

shares in the company.

The succession of that share was Nellie's, but now Nellie had not reached the condition of succession.

Everything would have to wait until she was married.

Catherine was in a state of flux, forcing her heart to hold back her anger as she stepped forward and

intimately took Nellie's hand, "Nellie, what are you doing? We are a family."

Nellie drew out her hand in disgust, and when Hazel saw that Nellie was stubborn, he was even more

instantly furious and wanted to come forward.

Just as she took a step forward, she was stopped from going any further by a grip on her hand by

Catherine.

"Mum." Hazel's tone wasn't exactly nice, to the point of exasperation, yet Catherine gave her a stern

glance.

She was like a fox.

Especially when she thought of Nellie's whispering to her at the funeral, she now dared not move her

easily against Nellie.

"Nellie likes that room, so you move out, Hazel."

"Mum, what are you doing?" Hazel was already furious as the servants moved her things out.

And now even her mother told her to move out of that room?

Why was she afraid of this woman?

Catherine, "Go ahead."

It was spat out in a soft voice, but it carried an unquestionable command. Hazel did not want to, but

she dared no disobey her mother's words.

Glaring hard at Nellie, she turned to run upstairs.

The movement of that stomp on the stairs was audible with her anger at the moment.

Hazel went up, leaving Nellie and Catherine alone, and Catherine took Nellie's hand affectionately, "Are

you moving back in, Nellie?"

"This is my home, can't I live here?"

"Sure you can." Catherine was furious in her heart, but on the surface she didn't dare to fall out with

Nellie right now.

Now that George had just passed away, Nellie had to be appeased somehow.

At least something had to be done before she got married.

But thinking about her situation with Andre, Catherine seemed less worried, after all, Andre wouldn't

want to marry her.

So they have quite a lot of time.