Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1796

"You're from the Whalen family?" Geraldine would never in her wildest dreams imagined that the Doyle family she held in her grasp would all be destroyed by two little girls. How could she not be hateful?

Rossie held a handbag which warmed her hands. The red of her outfit enhanced the beauty of her cherubic face as she sat there and said, "Now, don't say that I'm bullying you. I came here today to settle accounts with you."

"On what account? I don't recall having anything to settle between us. I don't even know you."

Geraldine exuded a cold demeanour, but Rossie smiled instead. "You probably don't know me. I'm the daughter- in- law of the Whalen family, the matriarch of the current generation. I'm here today not for other matters, but to collect the protection money from you as your Doyle family stepped foot into our domain in Capital City."

"Protection money?" Geraldine queried in amusement. "It's true that kind people are vulnerable to be bullied, while docile horses tend to be ridden. My family is currently in a state of poverty, on the verge of death and ruination. If all your Whalen family wanted was protection money, why didn't you come earlier to collect them? Being here now at this time to collect, what are you all up to?"

"I don't know what you meant by my intention, but in regards to the issue you have over our late arrival, this is something that I can tell you. Why didn't we come earlier to collect your family's protection money? There is also a reason for it.

Isn't that right? My family has always been led by my father-in-law, Rayan. I've also just entered the family, and as the saying goes; there are three ways to be unfilial, and the greatest is to have no offspring. Of course, our Whalen family hopes that our children will flourish and be prosperous. To get married before starting a career, to have children before starting a family.

Besides, I've always been so anxious to take over being the matriarch of the family. My mother-in-law doesn't like to fight and kill. She had long wanted to pass on the management of our family affairs but I kept failing to live up to her expectations. Now I recently got pregnant, and it won't be long before I have a child who will be the future head of the family.

It wasn't until today that I found out that the Doyle family had entered Capital City, and through the Whalen family domain at that. In the end, they didn't inform us by first, not dropping by for a visit, and second, not extending an invitation to treat us to a meal. It's obvious that they looked down on the Whalen family with their conduct.

In that case, as the new matriarch of the family, I naturally can't just sit back and watch them run amok, wouldn't you agree?"

Rossie's infuriating persona was not something that ordinary people could imagine, as every frown and smile contained a hint of sarcasm.

Geraldine's hands trembled with restrained fury.

"If what you want is money, you can have it. But why did you need to capture my family members? Where did you send them to?"

Rossie laughed, "When did I capture your family members? Madam Geraldine, don't just throw sticks and stones whenever you please. I wasn't the one who caught them. Before I arrived here, I met the anti-drug and crime unit teams. I heard that someone from your family was stealing antiques outside and colluded with Flynt, who had planted drugs on a large area outside the country under your family's orders."

"You're slandering me. What evidence do you have? Whatsmore, Flynt is dead."

Geraldine was so angry that she slapped her own leg. Rossie continued, "I also heard that the antidrug team had found some evidence of your family interacting with him in the Moore family residence. As to who exactly was the accomplice, I didn't hear that part. Maybe it was because no one knows about their identity, which is why they arrested your family members and took them away.

Fortunately, you are still here. Otherwise, I'll definitely won't be able to find the head of the family."

"You are treating human life as if they're expendable."

Rossie laughed once more, "I say, do you know what it means to treat human life as if they're expendable, as if they're not worth a straw?"

Geraldine didn't say anything. This little girl was too difficult to deal with.

"Let me tell you, there was a woman named Lucy Wagner. She was kidnapped first, and then gang-raped. She died on the spot. She was pregnant with her baby. There was so much blood flowing everywhere. Her husband cried so miserably, he didn't know where else to cry as he carried her lifeless body in his arms. I myself didn't know how many times I cried seeing this.

She was somebody's child too. Who wasn't born and raised by their parents before?

As a beast, even there should be a limit in how much harm you wrought on someone, isn't there? Even now as I speak, I'm trembling so much that I dare not think about it.

You tell me, how could these people not be struck by the heavens for the evil they had committed?

Life is really unfair. She would not even step on an ant, who exactly did she offend?"

Rossie wiped away her tears and pushed on, "Let's put it this way. Killing people is no more than knocking your head off to the ground. If these beasts had their necks cut off with a stroke of a blade, I, Rossie, would not say anything and consider it as water under the bridge.

But I couldn't bear it, she had died too tragically.

During this time, I've always dreamed about her. Looking at her appearance...it was really too wretched.