Raina Lowell didn’t know whether her father’s words were true.
But at this moment, hearing him say without hesitation that everything from The Everett Family is hers, even if it’s a lie, a trick, she still felt a hint of comfort in her heart.
She smiled lightly, "I was joking with Ethan, I don’t really want anything from this family."
Mrs. Everett held her hand, her eyes full of heartache.
"Even if you don’t want it, we should give it to you. In the future, you should learn by your father’s side.
Your brother, that useless thing, if he really dares to be with Isabelle, he can forget about getting a penny from the family."
Ethan Everett heard his mother’s words from the stairs.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned around and came downstairs, standing in front of his parents, and said with a firm voice:
"I can give up any of the family’s assets, but I want to marry Isabelle."
It’s not like he doesn’t have the ability to make money.
Besides, he owes his sister.
If she really wants everything from The Everett Family, he can offer it willingly.
Mr. Everett, furious, pointed at him angrily and demanded:
Mrs. Everett gestured for her husband to calm down, there were other guests in the house.
Making a scene would only be a joke to others.
Raina also reminded them, "Let’s discuss this in the study."
The family moved to the study.
Mr. Everett grabbed his riding crop, pointed it at Ethan, and reprimanded: "Get down on your knees for me."
Then ordered the housekeeper to call Isabelle Everett.
Isabelle walked into the study and saw Ethan already kneeling on the ground, beside him were her adoptive mother and Raina.
She knew that her affair with Ethan had been exposed.
If the family pressured her, she could only blame it on Ethan.
Only then, perhaps, would her adoptive parents still recognize her as their daughter.
Otherwise, she would definitely be kicked out of The Everett Family.
Thinking that Raina would see her embarrassment, Isabelle felt hatred but had no other options.
"What are you standing there for? You get down on your knees for me too."
Mr. Everett saw her, and completely disdained her as a foster daughter, treating her as a shameless woman scandalously involved with his son.
Isabelle lowered her head and sensibly kneeled beside Ethan.
Ethan dreaded that his parents’ anger would be directed at Isabelle, so he quickly protected her and explained to them:
"Mom and Dad, blame it on me. It’s my moral corruption, my vile intentions. I’ve been eyeing her since she became an adult."
"I also forced her to be with me. To stop her from marrying Adrian Grant, I deliberately sent Adrian the photos of Isabelle to cancel the wedding."
Mr. Everett turned pale at hearing this.
Unable to contain his rage, he swung the whip at Ethan’s body.
Startled, Isabelle instinctively stepped back.
She didn’t expect Ethan would go to such lengths for her.
If she kept blaming everything on him, coupled with Raina’s presence, would there be no place for her in this family?
Perhaps only by becoming Ethan’s wife could she have the qualification to compete with Raina for The Everett Family’s assets.
Watching the heartless blows on Ethan from her adoptive father, her adoptive mother and Raina stood by without intervening.
Even though she didn’t want to care about Ethan’s life or death, now he was her reliance.
Isabelle had no choice but to throw herself over him, taking the blows from her adoptive father’s whip.
"Dad, stop hitting. If you have to hit someone, hit me. I don’t blame Ethan."
Mr. Everett never hits women.
Even a foster daughter is not an exception.
Seeing Isabelle rush to embrace his son, he immediately recoiled.
"Isabelle, move aside." Mr. Everett commanded.
Isabelle shook her head, tightly clutching onto Ethan, giving the illusion they were a pair of ill-fated lovers.
"Dad, even without Ethan, Adrian Grant wouldn’t marry me. He’s just a cheat, toying with my feelings, just like he toyed with Raina’s feelings."
"We shouldn’t fall into Adrian Grant’s trap. If you think what Ethan and I did brought shame to The Everett Family, I can choose to die."
Knowing her adoptive parents still had some feelings for her.
Isabelle immediately knelt to them and kowtowed.
She looked as pitiful as could be.
Mrs. Everett, watching from the side, recalled how Adrian Grant married her daughter initially, later forcing her daughter to leave empty-handed.
Such a man indeed was no good.
She reminded her husband, "Let it be, the matter has already happened, further reprimand won’t change anything."
Raina knew it was her turn to act.
She stepped forward to take the whip from her father’s hand and urged:
"Daddy, Mom is right, the matter has already happened, let them be. Ethan cares for Isabelle and they aren’t related by blood, why not let them be together."
It’s best if these two are locked together.
Never separate to harm others again.
Only by letting them be together would she have a chance to inherit everything from The Everett Family.
Mr. Everett listened to his daughter, pointing at Ethan, covered in wounds, and said:
"Listen to me, I don’t care about you and Isabelle’s affairs anymore, but you must transfer all your shares and assets to Raina’s name, do you hear me?"
Since Raina asked for it, they couldn’t refuse.
This is what they owe their daughter.
Even if she said it was a joke, they, as parents, should treat all equally.
Son and foster daughter lived with them for over twenty years without worry over food and clothes.
Daughter returned from near-death experiences, and they must fulfill her every need.
Ethan, seeing his father finally granted his wish to be with Isabelle, endured the pain and nodded:
"Alright, I’ll give everything I have to Raina."
Isabelle, hearing this, opened her mouth to stop him but felt she lacked the right.
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But with Ethan’s assets all going to Raina, how would she and Ethan live in the future?
She looked up to Raina, seeing her staring back smugly, Isabelle felt hatred yet dared not utter a single word.
Raina walked forward to help Ethan, feigning concern:
"Ethan, does it hurt? I’ll go get medicine for you. You head back to your room with Isabelle first."
Ethan thanked her, feeling his sister didn’t hold his past actions against him, and that he should give everything to her.
As for the future, he believed Isabelle would start over with him.
"You disgraceful thing, stay in your room for a few days to reflect, don’t go out to disgust others."
Thinking his son’s and foster daughter’s actions were humiliating, Mr. Everett pulled his wife and stormed out.
Only Ethan and Isabelle remained in the study, and Isabelle couldn’t help but reveal her true nature.
"You gave everything to Raina, how will we live in the future?"
She didn’t want to go outside and suffer with this man.
Having lived in superiority for over twenty years, she didn’t want to go back to the hard days of looking for food in a garbage heap.
Ethan, just moments earlier, had been whipped painfully, his white shirt soaked in blood.
He faced Isabelle, holding her hand intimately:
"Though I’ve given everything to Raina, I can still work in The Everett Corporation. Just being the CEO, the annual salary is over a million, are you worried I won’t be able to support you in the future?"