Chapter 173

Three stern-looking old men jumped in too, pointing fingers at Samantha and throwing all sorts of ugly labels at her—unfilial, wicked, promiscuous—like they were handing out freebies, piling on with zero hesitation. The whole clan closed in, shouting and attacking, tearing her down like she was nothing. In the end, it all boiled down to one thing: they wanted her to sign the divorce papers and get the hell out of the Perkins family, penniless and completely cut off. Samantha gave a faint, cold smirk. Her eyes, sharp as blades, swept across the clown-like relatives, letting them rant and rage however they wanted. Finally, a man with a commanding presence raised his hand to make everyone shut up. He looked at Samantha, his tone firm and condescending. "Caitlin, you get what the elders are saying, right? You've never been welcomed in this family since day one, and now after everything you've done, we've run out of patience. There's no place left for someone like you in the Perkins family.