I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 19

I’ll Handle These Two Idiots Chapter 19

Aunt Isabella took a deep breath, her voice cold and final.

“I will have the lawyers provide you with a monthly stipend for living expenses. You will not starve.”

“As for anything else, don’t even think about it.”

With that, her expression hardened. She took my hand and Marco’s.

“Marco, Blythe. Let’s go home.”

Our group turned and walked away, leaving Bruno sitting alone on the curb.

Tiffany, who had watched the entire drama unfold, finally began to panic.

Bruno looked up at her, his voice trembling.

“Tiffany… we can still figure something out… you still love me, right?”

The mask of affection on Tiffany’s face dropped completely, replaced by pure disgust.

“You are completely useless.”

“The money’s gone. Why would I stick around?”

Bruno stared at her, his entire body rigid with shock.

Only later did he learn that the child in Tiffany’s womb was not his.

She had targeted him because he was young and naive, the perfect mark to raise another man’s child and use it to claw her way into the Santoro fortune.

The day he learned the truth, Bruno completely snapped and stabbed Tiffany to death.

Though devastated, Aunt Isabella personally escorted him to the police station.

When I heard the news, I was sitting in first class on a flight to the Maldives.

The same flight attendants from that day were on board, greeting me with the same professional smiles.

Remembering that they hadn’t taken Tiffany’s side, I pulled several tipped envelopes from my purse and handed them to the crew.

“We just got married. A little gift from us.”

“Thank you, ma’am. We wish you and Mr. Santoro a lifetime of happiness.”

I looked out at the clouds below, feeling a sense of perfect, calm resolution.

At least this time, the people who did the right thing didn’t lose.