After Divorce I Married a Tycoon-Chapter 61: The People of the Sinclair Family Are Simply Detestable
Claire Mercer never imagined the Sinclairs could be so shameless.
Initially, she hadn’t wanted to come demand compensation, lest she look like she was truly after the Sinclair family’s money.
But she was no saint.
’Why should I take care of that scumbag for two years with all my heart and get nothing in return?’
’Isn’t my time precious?’
’Isn’t my youth precious?’
’Isn’t the love I gave precious?’
’I should get what I deserve.’
But she had never, ever expected this...
’Gavin Sinclair had deceived her, betrayed her, toyed with her...’
’And Rose Gable had even used a fake marriage certificate to fool her.’
’Despicable.’
’Every single person in the Sinclair family was absolutely despicable.’
Not only had Gavin Sinclair betrayed and deceived her, but Rose Gable had also played her for a complete fool.
They used a fake marriage certificate to make her foolishly serve as Gavin Sinclair’s caretaker for two years.
The Sinclair family’s actions had turned her two years of devotion into a complete and utter joke.
All her genuine affection and passion had been so ruthlessly trampled by them.
The more Claire Mercer thought about it, the more indignant and furious she became.
Her breathing grew heavy with anger.
Her anger wasn’t about not getting what she was owed.
It was about the Sinclair family’s shamelessness, their heartlessness.
They had made a fool of her, treated her like a clown.
’On what grounds?’
’What right did they have to treat her like this?’
’What right did they have to degrade her like this?’
"You... you’re all so shameless."
"Shameless?" Rose Gable laughed smugly.
"You married Gavin when his legs were paralyzed. You never had good intentions."
"I was just taking precautions."
Rose Gable was smug about her own cleverness.
’Trying to get something out of us?’
’Not a chance.’
"The Sinclair family’s money doesn’t grow on trees."
"It’s not for any random riffraff to covet."
"Someone like you, from a destitute, low-class family, worthy of touching the Sinclair family’s wealth? You must be dreaming."
"Good thing I had a trick up my sleeve, otherwise things would have gone exactly your way today, wouldn’t they?"
"Let me tell you, you won’t get a single cent of the Sinclair family’s money."
Claire Mercer asked, "Then what about the two years I spent diligently caring for Gavin Sinclair? What does that count for?"
"That was of your own free will," Rose Gable said.
"No one in the Sinclair family forced you to serve him."
At these words, Claire Mercer’s breath hitched in anger.
She gave a cold laugh and asked Rose Gable,
"So, you’re saying I deserved to waste two years of my youth?"
"And in the end, my husband wasn’t my husband."
"After taking care of the Sinclair family’s young master for two whole years, I don’t even get a single cent for my hard work?"
"Even if you hired a nanny, two years’ salary would be over a hundred thousand, wouldn’t it?"
Rose Gable lifted her chin and snorted through her nose.
"Mom, what did I tell you? Didn’t she marry Gavin for our family’s money?"
"See? The little bitch’s greedy face is showing now, isn’t it?"
Mrs. Sinclair said nothing, her face cold as she seemed lost in thought.
Rose Gable, believing she had done a great service for the Sinclair family, was feeling quite pleased with herself.
She then said to Claire Mercer,
"The Sinclair family provided you with food and shelter for the past two years. We didn’t mistreat you in the slightest, did we?"
"And you still have the nerve to ask for a salary?"
"Besides, didn’t Mrs. Sinclair give you a villa?"
At the mention of the villa, Mrs. Sinclair finally spoke.
"Since you are not the Sinclair family’s granddaughter-in-law, you no longer have the right to live in that villa."
Claire Mercer asked, "But didn’t you give me that house?"
"You only have residency rights," Mrs. Sinclair said.
"As the purchaser, I can revoke your right to live there at any time."
’The gloves were off now. Even if I had truly given the house to Claire Mercer, she wouldn’t be grateful. In that case, why should I throw away a villa worth tens of millions just to let her have it for free? The Sinclair family never makes a losing deal.’
"Did you hear that?" Rose Gable asked. "Get out of the villa immediately."
"Fine." Claire Mercer nodded calmly.
’She had already planned to move out anyway and had been looking for a place recently. She had only asked to test the old woman’s attitude. As expected, the Sinclairs never failed to disappoint her.’
Meanwhile, Adrian Sutton, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn’t help but speak up.
"Your Sinclair family... you’ve truly opened my eyes."
"To think the esteemed richest family in Rhonia would have such a disgusting attitude."
"What are you blabbering about?" Cynthia Sinclair shot him a look.
"Is this any place for you to talk?"
"Who the hell do you think you are, to criticize our Sinclair family?"
Adrian Sutton was about to say more, but Claire Mercer quickly pulled him back.
"Forget it. There’s really nothing to say to this bunch of shameless lowlifes. Let’s go."
"This place is just too filthy. Even the air feels dirty..."
"You’re being bullied like this, and you’re just going to let it go?"
Adrian Sutton’s gaze was terrifyingly cold, and even his words carried a bone-chilling frost.
Heaven knows how much effort it took for him to suppress his inner rage.
He really wanted to burn this old Sinclair mansion to the ground.
"I won’t just let it go," Claire Mercer said.
Before leaving, she turned to Mrs. Sinclair and Rose Gable and said,
"You two... just you wait!"
With that, Claire Mercer turned and walked away.
"Wait..." Rose Gable called out to her.
"What now?"
Rose Gable casually pointed to a household servant.
"Have her go with you."
Then, she said to the servant, "You go and watch her."
"When she’s packing her bags, you’d better watch closely."
"Don’t let her take a single thing that doesn’t belong to her."
"After all, she comes from a poor family. People like that get greedy at the sight of money."
"There are a lot of valuable things in that villa. Don’t let her swipe any of them."
Claire Mercer saw how Rose Gable was insulting her, treating her like a common thief.
It was... utterly outrageous.
"There’s no need for that."
Rose Gable scoffed. "As if I’d believe you’ll be so cooperative."
Claire Mercer said, "I don’t want anything from that villa."
"Anything even slightly tainted by you Sinclairs disgusts me."
"Hah, you’ve got some backbone," Mrs. Sinclair said.
"Gavin seems to have given you quite a bit of money over the last two years. If you’ve got so much integrity, then give it all back."
"Every time Gavin Sinclair gave me a little money, Cynthia Sinclair would turn around and take it. You think I have a single cent left in my account?"
Rose Gable quickly interjected, "I don’t care how much is in there. You won’t be taking a single cent of the Sinclair family’s money."
"Don’t worry. Like I said, anything that belongs to your Sinclair family disgusts me."
After speaking, Claire Mercer took a bank card out of her handbag.
"This is the card Gavin Sinclair gave me..."
She threw the bank card on the floor.
"From now on, I, Claire Mercer, will have nothing more to do with your Sinclair family, not even for a single cent."
With that, she left the old Sinclair mansion without a backward glance.
It was as if some terrible monster resided there; she was unwilling to stay for even a second longer.
She would never set foot in such a wretched place again in her life.
Fortunately...
’She had started recording the moment she walked in the door. Every single word Rose Gable just said had been captured. She would release this recording online, along with the other one—the one of Mrs. Sinclair trying to have the driver assault her. She would release them both. She had to let everyone see what kind of living hell the so-called "richest family in Rhonia," the Sinclairs, truly was, and what kind of devils the people of the Sinclair family really were. She was sure their actions would be more than enough to become a top trending topic.’
