The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1489

Maggie was scared out of her wits, her head shaking vehemently.

“No, never again! It was a moment of madness. There won’t be a next time, I promise. Please, for the sake of our past, spare me this time. I won’t dare to do it again…”

After she finished speaking, as if recalling something, she shifted her gaze toward Penny.

“I’m sorry, all right? I was just so anxious at that time that I accidentally slapped you. I didn’t do it on purpose!”

She also apologized to Sammy.

The three little ones looked at her, their small faces expressionless, showing no intention of speaking.

Seeing the situation, Maggie had no choice but to beg Neera for mercy once again.

“Neera, even if you’re furious with us, have you forgotten about Wilfrid? He’s your brother! Even if you feel we’ve treated you poorly, your brother has been nothing but good to you, right? He’s always been closest to you, always on your side. Right now, he’s going through the most crucial stage of his life, about to take his university entrance exams. If he finds out about this, he’ll surely be distracted. If he fails his exams, his entire future could be ruined! Can you really bear to watch all this happen? Even if you don’t consider us, I beg you, think about Wilfrid’s future!”

When she mentioned Wilfrid, she seemed to have grasped a lifeline, her emotions surging with excitement.

Neera was taken aback for a moment, then her anger flared up even more.

“Do you have no shame in using Wilfrid as a shield? Have you ever considered his feelings in all of this? If he knew that his own parents were such disgraceful people, what would he think? How embarrassed would he be? You’re asking me to consider Wilfrid’s future now, but aren’t you his biological parents? Shouldn’t you be the ones considering it? Did you think about him at all when you were causing all this trouble?” she questioned, word by word, clearly infuriated to the extreme.

Her hand gripping the phone was tightening its hold progressively.

She no longer knew whether to call the police or not.

If it were a matter concerning this couple, she wouldn’t hesitate in the slightest, nor would she worry about being labeled as an ingrate.

She simply didn’t care.

But Wilfrid was her younger brother.

Despite the absence of a blood bond and years of no contact, she couldn’t disregard her brother. He was the only beacon of kindness in her rural upbringing, the sibling who offered her warmth.

How will this matter affect Wilfrid…

The air stilled.

At that moment, Jean suddenly took the phone from Neera’s hand.

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Neera paused for a moment, looking up at him. She saw him turn off the screen, his eyes deeply gazing

at her.

With just one glance, Neera understood his intentions.

He didn’t plan to call the police.

At that moment, Neera couldn’t quite put a finger on what she was feeling.

Jean put away the phone, and as he turned his head, his gaze became icy cold once again.

He looked down at Maggie and Nigel, who was playing dumb on the ground, and began to speak in a

harsh tone.

“We can forget about calling the police, but I have conditions.”

Upon hearing there was hope, Maggie eagerly nodded. “What is it? I can accept them no matter what they are if you don’t call the police.”

Jean’s voice was deep and heavy as he said, “From now on, neither of you is allowed to appear before Neera, nor approach the Beauvort family and my children. The further away you are, the better! If I see you again, the consequences will be unimaginable!”

Maggie looked at the items that had been discovered, seemingly still struggling. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing this, Neera flew into a rage.

“What? Are you still coveting these things? It seems you haven’t learned your lesson yet. If that’s the case, there’s no need for any negotiations!”

Maggie quickly shook her head. “No, no! I…”

She knew, of course, that these things couldn’t be taken with her, but she was still eying the card.

Seemingly guessing her thoughts, Neera gave a cold laugh.

“You’re not still thinking about that money, are you? Well, don’t even think about it! If you continue to beg around in the future, regardless of whether Wilfrid goes to university or not, I’ll call the police and have you arrested! You’ve been constantly complaining about being so poor that you can’t survive, right? Well, you can survive on prison food. Stay in there, keep your heads down, work on the sewing machines, and serve your time!”

Upon hearing about eating prison food, Maggie was genuinely quite frightened.

At this point, she couldn’t care less about the jewelry or the money. Frantically, she pulled Nigel up to

his feet.

“We’re leaving right now. Don’t call the police…”

Nigel felt as though his entire body had been thrashed, particularly his right hand, which seemed utterly incapacitated. Now, as he was hoisted up, he didn’t dare to raise his head. With his tail tucked between his legs, he followed Maggie in a crestfallen manner.

Once these two had left Beauvort Manor, the servant immediately locked the gate. The look in his eyes as he watched them was full of contempt.

When Maggie saw that they were safe, her complexion immediately changed.

“How snobbish!”

Once the two servants returned to the villa, Maggie fiercely spat at the entrance of Beauvort Manor. Her previous desperate look was instantly swept away, replaced by a ferocious expression.

“She certainly carries herself like a wealthy young lady, wielding her influence and acting as she pleases, asserting dominance over us. She’s living in a fantasy! The Beauvort family isn’t any better! Despite their apparent wealth, they’re incredibly stingy! They’re all bullies!”

Nigel was also seething with anger. He had been holding in a bellyful of rage with nowhere to vent. Now, he could only unleash it all on Maggie.

“How dare you criticize others? If it weren’t for your dirty tricks and careless actions, would we be in this mess now? Look at us now, not only did we fail to get the money, we didn’t even manage to take the jewelry. Even our future path is blocked. This is a total loss!”

Maggie was instantly filled with both anger and a sense of injustice.

“You’re blaming me? Why do you think I did this? It’s all for our future! Could the jewelry the Beauvorts wear be cheap? Just selling one piece could bring in a large sum of money! Who could have imagined, in the end, we would fail in the hands of those little brats!”

The thought of it only served to fan the flames of her frustration even more.

“It’s all that little wretch’s fault! If it weren’t for her, we wouldn’t have ended up empty-handed!”

When Neera was mentioned, Nigel’s expression darkened, his eyes becoming even more sinister.

“That little wretch is living in a big house, leading a life of luxury, and she dares to ignore us, thinking she can leave us in the dust while she climbs the social ladder. Dream on! If we can’t benefit from her success, then she can forget about living comfortably!”

Meanwhile, at Beauvort Manor, the three little ones finally got to see their dearly missed parents, and now they were hugging them tightly, not willing to let go.

Neera was heartbroken, holding Penny tightly, calming her down.

Perhaps it was her exhaustion from crying so much that led Penny to nestle into her shoulder and swiftly drift off to sleep.

Seeing this, Neera carried her back to the bedroom.

She was slightly surprised when she walked into Penny’s room.

This room had been meticulously transformed into a haven fit for a princess. From the interior design and furnishings to every minute detail, everything was tailored to Penny’s preferences.

It went without saying that the ones who could have arranged the room in such a manner must be the elders of the Beauvort family.

Her eyes sparkled slightly, but she said nothing. She gently laid the little girl on the bed, tucked her in, and lightly touched her small face. Only then did she quietly step away.