"Clark, you are such a senile old coot! Can't you understand how correct Fannie is? If we could latch on to Charles, our life would be full of bliss! How could we become family with Charles if you keep on refusing to give the household register? You're acting like a fool!'¹ Annoyed at Clark's refusal to give up the household register, Jill ran over and grabbed Clark's arms. "Fannie, pull harder! We can't allow him to hold on to the register any longer!"
At Clark's age, strength was the last thing he had. Moreover, he didn't have to fight off one assailant, but two.
Amidst the ruckus, Fannie finally wriggled the register out of Clark's hold.
"Fannie, return the household register!" Clark shouted with a grimace.
"No, I won't. I'll keep this household register now!" Fannie said with the corners of her mouth turned upwards.
"Fannie is right. Now, Charles has to give us money so that he could have the household register. If he refuses, he could no longer marry Nancy," Jill said, proud of her daughter's actions.
"What rotten luck I have! How did I meet a mother, daughter pair like you? Do you no longer care about morals? Is profit all you seek? Do you weight familial affection with money too? Do you even have a little humanity?" Clark shouted in grief and indignation.
"Dad, people live for themselves in this world. This is the truth of this world. If one day, we starve to death, no one will come and save us. No amount of familial affection could ever fill our stomachs!" Fannie showed off and kissed the household register hard. "Besides, the most disposable thing for Charles is money."
"Exactly!” Jill agreed in a flash.
Charles was indeed rich, but not even in his dreams did he think that one day someone would ask him to buy a household register! And the sellers would be none other than his wife's "mother" and "sister."
Their shamelessness made Charles speechless!
When he picked up his phone and called Clark again, Clark's phone was snatched away by Jill.
She asked in a sweet voice, "Charles, you want the household register to marry Nancy, right? I wish you happiness. But I don't know what's wrong with Clark. He doesn't know where the household register is. Can you believe it? He forgot where our household register is! We've looked for quite some time now, but we still can't find it. And the anxiety isn’t helping us in finding it either. Alas!"
Jill said in a voice dripping with sarcasm and ending her rant with a sigh.
Charles frowned and wondered what Jill was up to.
However, Nancy didn't expect that Jill would say something like that. Initially, Nancy thought that Jill was helping her out of her own conscience.
But what Jill said next disappointed Nancy to no end.
Jill continued, "It will take a lot of effort to find the household register. And if we work alone, it might take months. So, I was thinking of hiring more people to work with us. But, Charles, the thing is, hiring people costs a lot. Now, you can't expect us to pay it all by ourselves. Anyway, you should pay for it."
How could Charles not understand that Jill was asking him for money in a roundabout way?
"How much?" Charles asked.
Nancy felt embarrassed by the way Jill was acting. She just wanted to find a hole and hide in it. She was clueless about what was going on in Jill's mind.
Jill had nothing but money on her mind. She would probably sell anything for it.
"At least ten million dollars. You are a rich man, aren't you? So, you can't give us too little." Jill raised her eyebrows with a flattering smile.
The smile was disgusting!
"Jill, you are asking for an exorbitant price! It's just a household register. Why is it so expensive?" Hearing the unreasonable price, Nancy shouted in anger.
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