Become Filthy Rich After Divorce

Chapter 752 The First Time He Took The Initiative

Chapter 752 The first time he took the initiative

In Kubay, two great families intertwined in chaos.

Shirling, however, was abuzz with the death of George, the chairman of the James family, after a long

illness, yet Miss James was thrust into the limelight.

The reason for this was that the last person George ever met was Nellie.

While Nellie came out of the ward, it was not long before a medical nurse found that George's oxygen

tube had been cut short, resulting in a non-illness death.

And so the entire succession to the James family was now up for grabs.

"You're so cruel, your father has always protected you, how dare you do such a thing to inherit the

whole James family?"

At the funeral, Catherine was crying hard, grieving and blaming, pointing all fingers at Nellie.

The guests were already looking at Nellie differently because of the public opinion that had already

been raised.

Now in the accusation of Catherine, all the people started pointing at her, "What an unfilial daughter, it

is this daughter that George protected the most all these years."

"Yes. How many messes have been cleaned up for her? She really acted the same as her mother, her

mother cheated within marriage and now she killed her father."

Nellie had been reluctant to deal with these people, but when her mother came out of their mouths in

that image, her world was torn apart and shattered.

Her eyes were stern as she looked at Catherine, "I advise you to be more restrained."

Catherine cried with teary eyes.

"You rebellious daughter, you got your own father killed, and you dare to threaten me." Catherine

raged.

Stepping forward, she was about to slap Nellie.

However, Nellie grabbed her wrist and gave her a vicious push.

With a 'bang', Catherine fell to the ground, and when Hazel saw this, she immediately stepped forward,

"Nellie, you killed your father, and now you want to hit my mother, what are you doing?"

The already tense atmosphere in the room was now still.

The words that come out were unbearable.

Nellie knew that Catherine and Hazel would not let her off easily today, "I should be asking you guys

this question."

Nellie swept sternly over the crowd.

Everyone who had been talking a moment ago was now stopping at the hostility in her gaze.

Stomping on her black heels, Nellie came to Catherine, who at this moment finally sensed the danger

in her.

Her rampant arrogance was something the entire James family had seen before.

Now Catherine had no any restraint but subconsciously stepped back.

Leaning in to her ear, Nellie opened her mouth, "Better not let me find out you got him in his marriage,

a mistress is much more brazen than cheating."

Catherine's face went white as she looked towards Nellie.

How did she know?

These things were so long ago and no one had ever known about it.

"Nellie." Seeing Nellie threaten her mother, Hazel angrily and tried to push her away.

However, as soon as she reached out her hand, she was grabbed by Catherine, Hazel's face stiffened,

"What are you doing, Mom?"

"Go away." Catherine's tone was stiff and tight, and she looked at Nellie as if she was looking at a

terrible monster.

Satisfied with Catherine's reaction, Nellie stood up, "I'll leave the follow-up of the funeral to you."

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The crowd subconsciously made way for her as she finished speaking.

This moment even at a funeral showed her fluttering pride.

When Hazel saw that she could attract all eyes in such a situation, her hands clenched into fists and

she was trembling with anger.

"Does her mother need us to slander what she did? Back then..."

"Shut up."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was scolded by Catherine.

Hazel's face stiffened again, and she looked in disbelief at Catherine, whose face was brushed white,

"Mom, what is wrong with you?"

"Are you afraid of her threats?"

"Shut up." Now Catherine's heart was heaving, she did not want to listen to Hazel's continued chatter in

the slightest, her tone full of impatience.

She disliked Nellie, but she would not normally say anything that she was not sure of.

Did she really know something about what happened back then?

Thinking about it, Catherine's face got even worse.

If that happened, it could be very detrimental to them in terms of the subsequent distribution of the

inheritance.

No, she had worked so hard for so many years, she would never allow this girl to ruin it for her.

...

Nellie came out of the funeral.

She saw Andre's Maybach, so lonely, parked at the entrance of the funeral, but he hadn't gone in just

now.

Troy came out of the cab and called out respectfully, "Miss James."

Nellie frowned.

All these years, ever since she returned to Shirling, it was always her who took the initiative to go to

Andre.

Let alone him taking the initiative to find her, even when he saw her offer to come to him, he showed

anger and even disgust.

In just a moment, Nellie came to her senses completely, asked in a polite tone, "Come to offer

condolences?"

"Go inside, the guests are here." Nellie's tone was cold.

After saying this, she left.

It was a complete contrast to the person she once was, who once was bound to come forward

whenever she saw Andre.

And it was the first time she walked away.

Andre in the car frowned lightly, that displeasure mixed with danger radiated out, Troy instantly felt a

chill down his back.

"Miss James, we are here to pick you up." Just when Nellie had just taken two steps out, Troy said.

The words, however, did not relieve the hostility from the man in the car, but rather made it more dense

and suffocating.

Nellie paused and turned back, the corners of her mouth lifting in a smile, "To pick me up?"

The scent in the car seemed to carry a hint of murder.

Meeting the smile on Nellie's face, Troy wanted to nod stiffly, yet Andre got out of the car at that

moment.

Seeing Andre, who was full of coldness, Nellie froze.

Andre, "I didn't expect you to be able to smile on a day like today."

The words were spoken with a touch of sarcasm.

Nellie's face instantly turned cold, and she mocked back without hesitation, "Do you forget, Mr. Francis,

that I'm a woman with no heart."

Mr. Francis?

Such an unfamiliar title had never called by Nellie.

A storm instantly lifted under Andre's eyes, yet Nellie stopped looking at him but turned around to

leave.

Nellie did not know why Andre appeared here today.

But it didn't look like he wanted to come to offer condolences, and as for picking her up, it was

surprising that she could just take it as a joke even now.

Inside, it was completely unable to stir up further waves.