Amos frowned. "It doesn't matter what you think. My father was the one who gave them to you. I'm only responsible for passing it to you!"

Bethany sneered, "Stop pretending. You're just like your mother. You're both wicked people. Your mother was just a mistress, but she had taken everything that belonged to me. You, the illegitimate child, even took away everything that belonged to my son, the true heir. My entire life has been ruined by you and your mother!"

Bethany was heartbroken as she shouted with all her might.

All of a sudden, she kicked the lit candles from the table. As the chapel was built with wood,...