Chapter 6

Loser? Had no right to call her mother?

Why did Wendy not say that years ago?

Even if her family was rich now, there should be a limit to how quickly she turned against him.

Back then, Luna's family were bogged down by debt, and every day had been a struggle. Even their friends and relatives gave them a wide berth, terrified that they would ask for a loan.

At that time, who was the one who had cleared their debts and afforded them a life where they did not have to worry about their basic necessities? One might even say that Luna's family were living in hell before, and Ted was the one who had taken them to paradise.

But now?

In fact, Ted never held out much hope and was just used to being respectful since they came anyway.

And that respect only got him such an insult—this shall not stand!

"In that case, there's nothing else to say." Ted snorted. "There's nothing connecting me to Luna, and it's the same for you two. This is my house—please leave."

Wendy simply laughed.

Leave? Hell no!

"How despicable can you be?!" she snapped right then. "Telling me to leave?! Who do you think you are?! And how dare you pretend that this house is yours—why don't you think for a moment how much money you've ever made, loser? Can you even afford such a huge house?! If anyone's leaving, it's you! This is my daughter's house, not yours!"

Ted chuckled—there it was.

Wendy really did not disappoint, nor did the rest of her family, as they were finally baring their fangs and showing their greedy nature.

And Wendy had come to chase him off and to claim every last bit of wealth!

But did Ted even care about that?

Never—not even once—and it certainly would not happen in the future either.

In fact, when he signed the divorce papers, he had made it very clear that he would not take anything that Luna had bought with her money.

Even now, he was just packing his own stuff.

Nevertheless, he was not the type who took everything lying down. Not everyone got to trample his dignity, exploit him, and insult him!

Scoffing, he said, "Yeah, you're right—Luna did buy the house, but what about it? We're divorced, and the papers clearly state that everything from the house, the car, a big wad of cash, and the restaurant are mine. Legally speaking, I own it now. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Reclining against his seat, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and chuckled. "But I really don't want this crap—never did. And I've already told Luna in no uncertain terms that I don't want her so-called compensation, but she insisted on giving it to me.

"That begs the question: has she changed her mind? Or is it just you two trying to claim everything for yourselves?"

"Oh, you greedy sow… Even your manners are so sickening—I almost forgot how pathetic you were when you had begged me for scraps."

Wendy was left flushing in rage by Ted's humiliating diss.

Dean flew into a rage right then, bellowing, "How dare you insult my mom! I'll kill you!"

And with those words, he charged at Ted.

While Dean might fear his parents and Luna, he never feared Ted.

After all, Ted had never snapped, and that made him think that Ted was an impotent loser through and through.

And why would he fear such a loser? You must be kidding.

However, he forgot that things were different now.

When Ted signed his divorce papers, that meant he had cut all ties with the Lamberts.

And he had been utterly respectful earlier—since they refused to play nice, they only had themselves to blame for what came next.

In fact, Ted was sneering as he watched Dean charge toward him, and he suddenly splashed his scalding tea all over Dean's face, leaving Dean screaming in an instant.

Wendy paled and rushed up to Dean, almost dying inside as she watched boils appear across Dean's face from the scalding tea.

"Ted York!" she bellowed like a raging lioness. "How dare you throw tea on my son! I'll kill you! I'll definitely kill you!"

Ted simply shrugged and asked coolly, "Kill me? Do you have what it takes? You'd better recognize your situation—I only respected you before because I'm civilized and sentimental. But now that you've spat on my goodwill and tried to screw with me, you'd keep taking me for some pushover if I don't fight back.

"What, did you think I'd let you bully me? So fuck off, or I'll make you."

However, Wendy would deny herself before allowing herself to be intimidated by Ted. "So in the end, you just want our money! Stop trying to make yourself noble—don't take anything from us if you dare! You're nothing but a loser, and a greedy loser at that! I'll give it to you straight: You're not taking a cent from my family, or I'll kill you if that's the last thing I do!"

As for Dean, he was shaking with so much rage that he could kill.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" he bellowed. "Just you wait! I'm a big deal in Melville! I'll kill you!"

As he kept rambling, he suddenly snapped and picked up a vase, ready to smash it over Ted's head.

It would at minimum cause brain damage even if it did not kill—he really was ready to kill as he threatened.

However, Ted's eyes flashed coolly as he quickly caught Dean's forearm and squeezed.

Bones crushed audibly, as Ted broke his forearm in an instant!

Yet another scream resounded in the room.

Wendy charged at Ted in a frenzy too.

Hurting her son?! Ted could well have killed her!

However, Wendy and her potty mouth had been grating on Ted's nerves too, and…

Smack!

With one vicious slap across Wendy's face, Ted sent her spinning one full rotation before collapsing on the floor, blood foaming out of her mouth as a tooth fell out.

Her disbelief then was much greater than the fiery pain on her cheek, and she shrieked, "Y-You slapped me! You piece of shit! How dare you! I'll kill you!!!"

Snapping utterly right then, Wendy scrambled to her feet to charge at Ted, ready for blood!

Ted was already full of pent-up rage even as he watched Wendy charge at him, while Dean cursed his name amid his screams of agony.

Suddenly, he slammed his palm on the marble coffee table.

It gave Dean and Wendy pause, as they gaped in shock while the huge coffee table cracked and fell apart.

At the same time, Ted's eyes seemed bloodshot and murderous, silencing Dean and Wendy right then.