Last Life She Killed Me for My Rich Husband, This Life I Let Her Have Him Chapter 17

Last Life She Killed Me for My Rich Husband, This Life I Let Her Have Him Chapter 17

“Don’t you want your child to have a real place in the world?” 

I’d asked her. “Being called the kid without a father, that 

hurts, doesn’t it?” 

“If you seize this opportunity, it might be embarrassing, but 

your son will be the only heir. No one will be able to take that 

from him.” 

“Think about it. Decide if you can do it.” 

She’d already chosen to be the other woman. She didn’t have a 

very broad view of things. 

On the night of the gala, she showed up. And she put on a 

spectacular show. 

My sister attacked Benjamin on the spot. She must have 

known about the woman for a while. 

Maybe she could tolerate it in private. But being publicly humiliated like that? Absolutely not. 

Benjamin lost it. He slapped my sister across the face. Blood 

appeared at the corner of her mouth. 

“You’re out of control. I don’t care whether you stay or leave. You eat my food and spend my money. Do you think I’m keeping you like a pet?” 

He wasn’t done. He kicked her in the shoulder, then walked 

off, leaving the room full of guests staring. 

The crowd slowly dispersed. The woman left too, swinging her 

hips, her child in tow, heading toward Benjamin. 

My sister sat there in a daze until I walked over. The huge hall 

was empty except for the two of us. 

“How did you get in? I told security not to let you.” 

I tapped my badge. “Sorry. I’m here on behalf of a business partner. No one can keep me out.” 

“Fun, wasn’t it? Bet you didn’t see that coming.” I smiled wickedly. “Last time, you killed me at a gala. This time, I destroyed you at one.” 

Her eyes were red, her face wet with tears. Hatred burned in 

her gaze like poison. 

“So what? I still beat you. I’ll just accept that bastard kid. Most of Benjamin’s fortune will still be mine.” 

“Oh, really?” I raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that?” 

“You’ve been home too long. You’ve gone soft. If you don’t 

believe me, check your stock price tomorrow.”

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