My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1804
Night of Destiny
Chapter 1804 Oliviaâs Pretentious Kindness
By the time Ellen arrived home, Lilacâs family had stopped by. They heard of the
demolition payment, so they paid a visit to claim their share.
âEllie, part of the amount belongs to you and me. Isnât this how inheritance
works?â Her uncle, Garrett, cut to the chase. She was stunned momentarily as
mixed feelings churned in her stomach.
âThatâs right! Ellie, youâve been living with Jessica, but youâre not her biological
granddaughter. Weâre supposed to be her immediate family according to the
law,â Nicole chipped in.
âSo, we should split it into six among my mother, the three of us, your uncle, and
you.â Ellen was at her witâs end. Grievance stifled her chest as Jessica once told
her that the house would belong to her and no one else.
Every nook and cranny of the place carried precious memories; it was her
home. âWhatâs with the silence, Ellie? Perhaps, you donât wanna share? Are you
trying to hog everything?â Garrettâs wife was making assumptions.
âT-Thatâs not it.â Ellen clasped her hands together and lowered her head.
âThatâs final, then! You should register your name. Once you have the money,
you gotta transfer our portions to us. You know what to do.â Garrett wrapped it
up.
Lilacâs silence indicated her agreement with their decision because of her dire
need for money to have a better life.
Although she was aware that Jessica bestowed everything on Ellen, the amount
of money was too much for her to ignore! Sharing it amongst the family wouldnât
hurt, would it?
Everyone left once the discussion was over, leaving Ellen sitting in a corner like
a fragile animal that could not resist. Tears finally escaped from her eyes, and
pain squeezed her heart as she observed the furniture at home.
At that moment, her phone rang. She glanced at it and quelled the waves of
emotions. âWho is this?â
âEllie, itâs me! I heard that Aunt Jessicaâs house is going to be demolished. Any
updates yet?â Olivia inquired.
âAunt Olivia! I havenât received the money yet. The contractor asked me to
make an appeal to register my name to Grandmaâs.â
âDid Garrett and the others drop by?â
âYeah, they left not long ago.â
âI knew it! How could they? Ellie, donât resent them. This is how the world
works.â Olivia pretended to be the nice aunt.
âI-I donât resent anyone.â
âSo, are you going to listen to them?â Olivia tested the water.
What else could Ellen do? Could she even say ânoâ? Unless an impartial head of
the family made the call, she had no other options. Besides, she was not
Jessicaâs biological granddaughter. It was only foster care at most; bringing it to
the court would be a futile struggle.
âDonât worry, Ellie. Appeal and receive the payment first. Weâll see what we can
do then. Iâll have Uncle Connor put in some good words for you,â said Olivia.
âThank you, Aunt Olivia.â Ellen could not be any more grateful.
Once the call terminated, a pang of relief hit Olivia. Itâs easy as I expected.
Since she has no one to rely on, sheâll be creamed off for sure.
Ellen applied for an appeal the next day, but she was stuck in the procedure. In
truth, Jessicaâs absence rendered it difficult as it required a lot of documents.
When Monday came, she had no choice but to put it on hold to go to work.
Astoria would be leaving the company in a few days, so it was impossible to
apply for leave during the handover.
The workplace gave Ellen warmth, for Astoria treated her well and even asked
other colleagues to look after Ellen in her stead.