Chapter 58: Pretty Good
From the moment Charles Hobson started yelling, Amelia Miles had come out of her room and stood in the corridor on the second floor, listening.
Johanes Miles had drunk all night, and although not drunk, his head was pounding. Charles' yelling made him feel even worse.
"Jordan," said Johanes Miles, trying to be patient, "even if the Miles family recognizes her, it will only be a formality, and then allocate her a share. She will not come here, will not cause us trouble, and everything will be the same as before."
"The same as before? Johannes Miles, if you want it to be like before, let that little bitch stay far away from this home, or don't expect it to be like before!"
"Jordan!"
"I said, I don't allow it!"
"Jordan." Johanes Miles stood up from the sofa, "I hope you think about it, and besides, Arthur North's family should have her share."
Amelia Miles, who had been listening on the second floor, clenched her hands tightly upon hearing this.