Ex-husband’s Regret

#25 BONUS

Upon hearing this, Bob's expression immediately changed, looking very embarrassed. "This... this... we're all family, why do we need to be so clearly about things?"

Ryan remained calm and serious, advising. "Of course we should. Uncle Bob, if there's a debt of gratitude, it should be repaid. Don't feel awkward about it. Besides the money she's given you over the years, you've raised her all these years, which must have cost at least 6 to 10 thousand dollars. So, I should give around 6 to 10 million."

"Mainly, mainly..."

Bob's face alternated between pale and red, finally flushing red. "Mainly it's been so many years, how can we calculate a sum?"

"Don't bother. What bank are you with? I'll make a call and check in a few minutes," Ryan threatened, as if he was about to take out his phone.

Bob was frightened and immediately rushed over, desperately saying, "Mr. Frost, there's no need to check!

He was afraid that if Ryan found out how poorly he had treated me, he would cause trouble for him. The guilty look he had on his face was just unbelievable

"Why?" Ryan furrowed his brow slightly, seemingly puzzled. "Didn't you say Charlotte forgot her obligations? Now that we want to repay you, why are you refusing?"

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Bob had no shame. "Who needs 6 to 10 million? If you really want to repay us, 60 to 100 hundred thousand is enough."

"Well..." Ryan suddenly sneered. "Uncle Bob, I'm used to navigating the business world. I don't like vague accounts. If you want money, bring out the bills."

He calmly stood up, adjusted his tie. "Or are you saying, you've only maintained a reputation for raising her but haven't spent a single cent?"

"How is that possible..."

Bob wanted to explode, but fearing Ryan, he could only speak meekly. "If I hadn't spent money on her, how could she have grown up?"

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A weak but resolute female voice came from outside the door. With the support of a nurse, Aunt Laura entered. "Have you spent money on Charlotte? She went to a public school and did housework at home. Since high school, she worked part-time jobs! As for you, how much you owe her, you should know!"

Ryan's expression suddenly darkened, a hint of what seemed like pity flashing through his eyes, his brow furrowing

I looked away, telling myself it was just an illusion.

Bob was displeased. "I raised her, and it seems like I owe her?"

"Her parents left her 100 thousand. What did you do with it? Did you forget?"

After thinking for a moment, Bob angrily retorted, "It's been so long, why are you still bringing it up?"

I was stunned. Aunt Laura looked at me, ashamed and self-blaming as she spoke, "Back then, your parents probably foresaw the company's crisis and left 100 thousand for me, in case something happened so I could take care of you. As a result, all the money was stolen by him to pay off gambling debts. I... I've never had the courage to tell you.

I couldn't help but be stunned, tears welled up in my eyes.

I squeezed my hands, suppressing the urge to sob, shaking my head. 'It's okay, it's not your fault. Mom and Dad... they definitely wouldn't blame you."

Some things weren't within her control.

"Why are you bringing this up now, are you stupid?!"

Bob didn't dare to get angry with Ryan, but he vented his anger at Aunt. Seeing the money that was almost in his hands slip away, he was so furious that he wanted to slap Aunt Laura across the face! Instinctively, I stood in front of Aunt Laura. When his hand almost fell on me, someone swiftly stopped it! Ryan grabbed Bob's arm, his narrow eyes were cold. "I dare you to lay a finger on her."