Goodbye, My Love
Chapter 924

Liza wore a chilly expression as she raised her cane threateningly to strike Laura.

"Bastard! Do the Bryant family still matter to you? What are you talking about?"

Laura's old wounds, inflicted by Liza, had not healed yet, and Marina had just been beaten ruthlessly by Liza.

It finally dawned on Laura that she and her daughter were nothing in

Liza's eyes.

Marina might have been the rightful heiress of the Bryant family, but she couldn't compare to Marco, who could bring benefits to the family, even though he was born out of wedlock.

Laura quickly rose to shield herself from the cane and retorted with excitement.

"You know I'm not talking nonsense!" Her teeth clenched as she continued, "You simply dislike my daughter because she's a girl. You've always favored Marco. But let me remind you, Marina is the true heiress of the Bryant family."

"Shut up!" Liza's anger was palpable as her chest heaved, and she pointed at Laura while rebuking her.

"I always favor Marco? I've done everything I can to support this family after my son passed away. And what have you and your daughter done besides asking for money? Laura, how dare you make such an accusation? You've never even lifted a finger to help take care of

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Marco when he was growing up."

"I..." Laura hesitated, unable to come up with a response.

"Ever since my son left, Bryant Group has been deteriorating. Don't think I'm unaware that you wanted to sell your shares and abandon this family during that critical period. If Marco hadn't returned from overseas, taken over Bryant Group, and brought it back from the brink of collapse, making it bigger and stronger, do you think you would still have the privilege of being Mrs. Bryant?"

Liza continued to dig out past grudges, causing Laura's face to turn blue and black.

Marco, however, found everything ridiculous.

Unable to bear the spectacle any longer, he left the bickering Bryant family behind and strode away, his departure tinged with self-mockery.

As he stepped outside, he noticed that dark clouds were gathering in the sky.

Without showing any emotion, Marco got into the car, started the engine, pressed down on the accelerator, and drove away without glancing back.

The sound of the whistling wind suddenly filled the open window. Marco tightly pursed his lips and couldn't help but recall what had just happened in his mind. His veins stood out as he held the steering wheel tightly.

If someone had sat next to him, they would have noticed that Marco's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

Before long, the car left the suburban villas behind and the traffic on the road started to get busier. But Marco didn't care and he kept going at the same speed. He saw something in front of him that looked like it had been twisted by a hand into a strange shape.