chapter652

Sandy stared at him, eyes wide, her disbelief practically crackling in the air. Her voice shot up, sharp and thin. Luke, are you seriously messing with me right now?"

Luke's face was all business. "I'm not messing with you."

"Oh, come on. The Smith Corporation was huge, and now you expect me to believe all that's left is this empty house?"

"That's just how it is."

"No way. This has to be some plan between you and Lydia, right? You two want to keep everything for yourselves, so you're tossing me this dump and hoping I'll just go away? Luke, I saved your life. Don't forget whose kidney is keeping you alive..." "I haven't forgotten." Luke cut her off. His tone was firm, almost solemn. "I know your kidney's in me. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even be here."

"Funny how you remember that, but still treat me like this. Actually, it's not just me. Mom and Dad risked everything for you, and the moment you woke up, you and Lydia turned around and sent them to jail. Luke, it's not just your kidney that's rotten. It's your heart. Someone as cold and heartless as you shouldn't even be alive. I can't believe I gave my kidney to someone like you. I really regret it."

Luke's hands curled into tight fists, his knuckles white. His face was ghostly pale, but his eyes stayed locked on Sandy, steady and clear.

"I don't care what you think. And I don't regret what I did. The house is all Mom and Dad have left. It's yours now. I just hope you don't repeat their mistakes. With this place, at least you'll have a roof over your head here in the Capital."

He grabbed the suitcase he'd packed earlier and headed for the door.

Sandy sat frozen for a second, then shot up from the couch and ran after him. "Luke! Don't you dare walk away from me!"

Luke stopped but didn't look back. If she could have seen his face, she would have noticed how red his eyes had gotten.

"You really think you can buy me off with a house? I'm not letting this go. They promised me half the family fortune. I want my half."

Luke turned just enough for his voice to carry back. "Their assets were already gone by the time they got arrested They lost everything through bad business. Whatever Lydia has now came from Grandma. If you don't believe me, you can talk to a lawyer."

He kept walking.

Sandy's stomach twisted. She remembered how Jenson and Milana had run the company into the ground, how they'd sold almost everything. They even sold Grandma's shares just to fill the hole. And right after that, they got arrested.

Was it possible her share really was gone?

She watched as Luke hauled his suitcase toward the car. Suddenly, her voice rang out again "Luke!

Didnt say you owed me? Now

the Smiths don't even have a car. How am I supposed to get around? Your car seems decent. I'll take it."

Luke paused, then put the car keys on the hood, picked up his bag, and walked away without glancing back.

Sandy smirked and strode over to grab the keys.

A Maybach. Top of the line.

It's worth at least five or six million.

No way she was passing that up.

For

Luke and Lydia had turned in their own parents. There was no way he hadn't gotten something out of it. For all she knew, Lydia had already harded him billions, plus a fancy new mansion in the best part of town. And now he had the nerve to

pretend he was broke? Please.