Chapter 84
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She did some digging. The news had come from Ursula.
What was this, some sort of public declaration? If Yorick didn’t buy into it, would he be the town’s laughing stock?
“She’s sick, what do you think she’s capable of doing right now?”
Yorick’s tone carried a clear hint of displeasure. He didn’t take kindly to anyone targeting Ursula, especially the biases his family held against her. Imogen caught the protective note in his voice and her expression darkened further, “Yeah, sick and still showing off.”
“Mom!” Yorick couldn’t help but raise his voice. He turned to look at Imogen.
Imogen’s gaze was grimly gloomy, “Ursula’s scheming, she isn’t as simple as you think. Don’t assume she’s all innocence.” “Did Stella say something to you?”
“Do I need Stella to tell me what kind of person she is? Are you suggesting I can’t make my own judgments about people?” Yorick turned silent.
Imogen kept on, “You’ve really hung out with Ursula for too long, having the tendency to pinning everything on Stella.” “You…”
Faced with his mother’s sharp criticism, he was so angry he couldn’t find the words to argue back.
In the end, he just stormed off.
Watching Yorick’s furious departure, Imogen squinted slightly, “Stella’s really seeing someone?”
“Yes, after some digging, it turns out Mr. Quarry got those bruises on his face at the Silk-River Residences, and his wrist injury happened in an elevator during a daytime event.” Hearing this, Imogen was more furious.
“He doesn’t even like Stella, why would he fight over her?”
What was this madness?
And Stella, having a man…
In rage, Imogen grabbed the phone to call Cloudia immediately.
As soon as Cloudia picked up, Imogen let loose a tirade, “Look at you, Stella’s your own daughter and you can’t handle her, and even with Ursula under your care, you can’t do any better.”
“Mrs. Quarry, that’s a bit much.”
Such blunt accusations ignited Cloudia’s temper as well.
What was this supposed to mean? She couldn’t handle well both her daughter and foster daughter, and according to Imogen, if anything went wrong, it was all her fault?
“A bit much? Did I say anything wrong? Yorick and Ursula broke off their relationship two years ago, and you keep dragging him into Ursula’s affairs. Why?”
The more she spoke, the sharper Imogen’s tone became.
Cloudia felt a pang of guilt. She was indeed reaching out to Yorick because of Ursula.
“Mrs. Quarry, you watched Ursula grow up. She’s severely ill now, really sick.”
“I know, uterus cancer, right? Ever wondered how she got it, have you even asked her what she was up to abroad?”
“What do you mean?” Cloudia was enraged.
Imogen said, “Just letting you know, the circumstances of her illness are suspicious. You expect me to sympathize with that? You must be out of your mind.”
Imogen was utterly unapologetic.
She had never liked Ursula much and Cloudia’s remarks only added fuel to the fire. Facing someone like Cloudia, Imogen had dropped all pretense of politeness.
“I’ve done my homework. It’s not just Ursula clinging to Yorick; you’re constantly calling him on her behalf. Mrs. Larkin, you’re really something.”
It was often said that apart from
their own children, it was hard for
parents to form genuine
attachments. Cloudia, however,
seemed an exception, claiming
attachment due to raising Ursula
from a young age.
Attachment was understandable. But vying for a man on behalf of her foster daughter against her own? That was a mindset Imogen found truly baffling.
“The whole Larkin family is a mess, just don’t push us to make things messier for you!”
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