My Daughter's Death, His Cruelest Regret

hat he is, Rylee!" Jessica coul

aded from R

t her daughter had paid for it with her lif

to sort through the bills she'd covered f

r-in-law had kept every bit of the family's money for herself.

rties for her wealthy friends. Evan's younger sister, Bailee Marshall, was an

t been enough to support their lifestyle. She'd only managed to keep payi

easy. Rylee understood that the law might tre

however, give her a claim

around a billion dollars during their years together. Claiming he

ything below five hundred million dollars from Evan. I also need you to look into C

ld he choose to contest it, his family's influence an

d on her would put her in

er survived, the Marshalls would've foug

boy, but they'd still considered her to carry their blood. L

ylee would rather drop the divorce than

nothing left to threaten her with. There was

rself crying a

watching her mother suffer had become too much for her. Perhaps

face and gathered her own things along with he

s in that house, but a single bag was enoug

bag and made her

d, "Don't tell me that girl's back in the hospital. She's never well f

. How can you wish something like that on he

hat does this family gain from having a girl? You spend years bringing her up, and

getting a grandson. She insisted the Ma

arly four years as Evan's wife and giving the famil

her bed once, when he'd been drunk on their wedding

huckled. "You can stop wishing now, Mom. Evan says the

t up, suddenly beami

th a nod. "She's four

st news I've heard. Have someone get a bedroom ready. Claire n

o tightly that her f

to Beloria on business, the very co

Now Claire was back, carrying a baby conceived around the time of that tr

devotion would eventually make him fall for he

ightness in her throat, then left t

Group, where she intended

taken his place when clients expected him to drink. She'd suffered stomach bleedi

concern had always been maintaining his polish

nded herself quietly that she wouldn

her over with open arrogance and sneered, "All that effort to claw your way into becoming Mrs. Marshall, a