Chapter 625
Everything Amanda and Ann had ever owned came from the Gonzales family. They had been leeches for years. If Ann had been a decent person, Keira might have let her keep the villa. After all, she had been a grandmother to the girl for decades. But Ann was just like her mother, and Keira would not leave a single family asset in the hands of a thankless viper.
The words hit Ann like a physical blow. Her face drained of color. She had assumed Keira was just making threats. Surely, the woman who had watched her grow up wouldn’t be so cruel as to throw her out on the street. But now, it was clear: Keira had no intention of leaving her with anything.
That damn old bitch!
A wave of panic washed over Ann. What was she going to do?
Just then, the butler walked over, carrying a single suitcase. “Miss Templeton, you did live with the family for many years. Madam Gonzales is a compassionate woman; she would not send you away with nothing p>
He set the suitcase at her feet. “These are your belongings. Please take them and leave at once p>
“I’m not leaving! This is my home! You can’t make me!” Ann threw herself onto the floor and began to wail, kicking her feet like a toddler. She had nothing left. If she lost the villa, she’d be homeless. She had to stay.
But Scales had no time for her theatrics. He gave a subtle nod to the nearby bodyguards. Two of them moved in and lifted Ann by her arms, while another two picked up her suitcase. They began dragging her toward the door.
“Let go of me! Let me go!” Ann shrieked hysterically. “This is my house! You can’t kick me out! I won’t go, I’d rather die! Let go of me p>
No one paid her any mind.
She was unceremoniously dumped on the pavement outside the gates like a stray dog, her pink suitcase landing with a thud beside her. Ann scrambled to her feet and began pounding on the wrought-iron gates, but no one came to open them.
All she could do was stand there, watching as everything that had once been hers was loaded onto a moving truck. If she had known this was going to happen, she would
have wor
Swelry this.
more of her more of he
morning. Instead, she’d chosen one
of her cheapest necklacés.
Ann bit her lip so hard she drew blood, the metallic taste filling her mouth. She forced herself to calm down, grabbed her suitcase, and decided to find a hotel.
Having grown accustomed to a life
of luxury, And had only ever stayed
in five-star hotels. She couldn’t imagine staying in some cheap. motel Keira may have taken the villa but she still, had her gredit cards. There was still money in her accounts.
She walked into the lobby of a grand hotel and presented her ID. “A deluxe king room, please. For one month p>