The Runaway Groom

Chapter 156

With a cold and severe tone, Irene told Samantha, “You don’t get to decide who the Spencer estate goes to. Also, I’ll investigate my father’s death, and I’ll destroy you if you are guilty.” “And I’ll destroy you if you take a cent from my son’s inheritance!” Samantha retorted.

“Mother…” Ricky was still trying to dissuade Samantha.

Lionel had just died, and they were already fighting right in front of his body. How could he rest in peace at all?

“I’m telling you, Ricky–don’t listen to your father! I’m your only family, and that woman has nothing to do with you!” Samantha bellowed furiously, because it really upset her that her. own son kept siding with Irene.

She was convinced that Ricky’s attitude was all Lionel’s fault, that he had given his son all the wrong ideas!

After all, how could there be a bond between step–siblings?

Moreover, her personal grudge against Irene meant she could not allow him to be family with Irene, and the conflict over the inheritance would only drive them further apart!

Nonetheless, Irene called her out by name right then. “Samantha White–my parents never got divorced, and that makes my mother and myself the designated heirs. No matter what you try, you won’t get anything as long as I decide against it!”

Panic showed in Samantha’s eyes, but she quickly calmed down. “It’s in your father’s will. Everything belongs to Ricky.”

Irene was not about to argue with her in front of Lionel’s body, and quietly told Isaac, “Let’s go.”

She had kept herself strong throughout the confrontation, but her shoulders slumped once they left the hospital.

Isaac put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards himself, then said quietly, “Let’s get you home.”

“Yeah,” she murmured.

When they returned to the mansion, they found Lulu waiting in the living room.

She must have heard the commotion when Irene left, and Mrs. Watson told her that Irene’s father had passed away. That was why she waited for her, since she was unable to sleep

anyway.

It was the same for Mrs. Watson.

Keeping her distance since Irene was with Isaac, she asked in concern, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Irene rasped. “It’s late now. Everyone should get some sleep.”

With that, she headed upstairs, with Isaac behind her.

Once inside her room, she curled into a ball on her bed. Isaac held her from behind, his body. pasted against her dainty figure, offering her silent comfort.

Even so, she never slept–her eyes were open until sunrise, and bloodshot.

Despite feeling worn out, she quietly got out of bed.

Isaac did not sleep much either, and only dozed off near sunrise.

Irene did not want to wake him, and picked up her phone as she headed to the balcony to call Sheryl.

It must have been very early–it took a while for Sheryl to answer.

“Hello… Irene? Missing Tommy?” Her morning voice was hoarse.

“Mom… Dad is gone,” Irene said nasally.

“Let him leave all he wants.” Sheryl seemed to misunderstand her.

“He’s dead,” Irene quietly explained. “You should come back.”

There was no response from the other end as Sheryl’s expression froze. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mom? Are you alright?” Irene asked worriedly.

“1–I’m fine,” Sheryl replied as she came to her senses.

However, she did not sound that way.

“It’ll be difficult to bring Tommy on your own. I’ll go

“No, that’s going to take time. I’ll be there, don’t worry.” Sheryl cut her short.

Although Irene was worried, Sheryl continued, “I’m bringing nothing for myself, so I can carry everything Tommy needs.”

With that, she hung up.

Irene could feel how urgent it was for Sheryl just then.

After being married to Lionel for so long, she must have had feelings for him.