CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 44: THE WORST KIND IS AN EDUCATED SCUMBAG (7)

"Gift?!" Kenneth Osborne exclaimed, barely able to believe Brooke Osborne would do something like this. "Sis, did you really give Gregory Quinn five hundred thousand in cash as a gift? Without any collateral? Without writing any purpose?"

Brooke Osborne, devastated, took a few steps back, tears streaming down her face. She choked up and said, "That time he said we were about to get married, we were a couple, why distinguish between each other? I suggested he write an IOU, but he said the down payment shouldn’t be a loan, it should be a gift certificate, not an IOU, otherwise the bank loan might be difficult to approve..."

Lawrence Winters was even more puzzled, "...Brooke, you could borrow five hundred thousand without collateral, why didn’t you pay the down payment yourself to buy the house?"

So forcefully gifting five hundred thousand to boyfriend Gregory Quinn before marriage for buying a house...

What kind of crazy operation is this?

Brooke Osborne was dumbfounded, staring at her, unable to regain her senses for a long time.

Yeah, why didn’t she think of this point at the time?

She borrowed the money herself, why gift it to someone else for the down payment to buy a house?

In essence, she was blinded by so-called love at that time...

Brooke Osborne closed her eyes, tears flowing even faster.

Lawrence Winters looked at her sympathetically, murmuring, "So, this marital home is Gregory Quinn’s premarital property. You’re now getting divorced, this house has nothing to do with Brooke."

"But Brooke’s five hundred thousand debt is Brooke’s premarital debt. It has nothing to do with Gregory Quinn either!"

"Hahaha, Little Heavenly Master is really smart. I said let her leave empty-handed, and that’s exactly what she’ll do! Not a dime will leave with her!—You guys leave, I want to rest now." Gregory Quinn came to his senses at this moment, no longer caring about any Exorcism, rather going to the hospital to check what’s wrong with his body.

He was making a call to the hospital while closing the door in their faces.

Brooke Osborne’s face flushed red, then white, her heart felt as if it was fried in a deep pan, extremely painful and soul-crushing.

She let out a low cry, dashed into the elevator, pressed the floor for the first floor, and quickly closed the elevator door.

Nick Zeller frowned, "Not good, Brooke wouldn’t do something reckless, would she?"

He noticed moments ago when looking at Brooke Osborne’s face, something was amiss.

Kenneth Osborne’s face changed drastically and he rushed to another elevator, frantically pressing the button.

Fortunately, an elevator soon stopped at this floor. Lawrence Winters and Nick Zeller followed Kenneth Osborne inside, quickly descending to the first floor.

As they stepped out of the elevator, Brooke Osborne’s figure flashed past them.

She ran forward quickly, her mind echoing Lawrence Winters’ words from earlier.

"...This marital home is Gregory Quinn’s premarital property..."

"Brooke’s debt is Brooke’s own premarital debt..."

Gregory Quinn got a new house at half price, she got nothing, and still owed five hundred thousand in debt!

How could she be so stupid?

She’s about to turn thirty, not only did she lose a husband, have no family, but she also owes five hundred thousand in debt!

How could she be so foolish?

She doesn’t deserve to live...she just doesn’t deserve to live in this world!

Brooke Osborne sprinted wildly along the pedestrian pathway in the community, just wanting to run to the nearest river and jump in, then never have to face this utterly humiliating life again...

Her entire life is a joke, everyone will laugh at her, blame her.

Her parents at home...

Thinking of her mother, Brooke Osborne shuddered.

Her mother, who had looked down on her ever since she was a child, would be even more ashamed of her this time, wouldn’t she?

Brooke Osborne closed her eyes, quickened her pace.

...

Kenneth Osborne and Lawrence Winters ran swiftly, but Nick Zeller couldn’t keep up; he was stout and didn’t like exercising, only chasing a few steps before stopping to catch his breath.

He took out his phone and called Lawrence Winters, "Lawrence, come back! This is someone else’s problem, don’t get involved!"

Lawrence Winters took out her phone, running while saying, "Uncle! I’ll return home after catching up with Brooke! If I don’t catch her, I won’t be able to live peacefully!"

She knew that her earlier words had greatly upset Brooke Osborne.

She indeed felt a bit regretful, swore never again to meddle too much in others’ matters.

Personal affairs are personal, business is business, it’s better to keep them separate.

But now that she’s involved, she must take responsibility to the end, see it through.

Kenneth Osborne turned back, seeing her fair little face seemingly anxious, hurriedly grabbed her hand, running while saying, "...It’s not your fault. Nora, I’m genuinely grateful for your help."

Lawrence Winters shook her head, her heart contracted violently due to the running, her lungs like bellows making her breathless.

The two accelerated their steps, finally intercepting Brooke Osborne before she reached the riverbank.

"Sis! What are you doing!" Kenneth Osborne clutched her tightly, "It’s just five hundred thousand, right? I’ll pay it back for you! Don’t worry, I’m already doing part-time projects, I can make money!"

Brooke Osborne’s legs went weak, almost collapsing to the ground. She covered her face, looking ashamed and cried out, "No! I don’t want you to pay it back for me! This is my debt! I can’t let you carry all this debt before you even graduate!"

Lawrence Winters stopped in his tracks, utterly speechless at the reaction of the siblings.

Bending over, she took a few breaths, regaining her composure before angrily saying, "What are you talking about? This money shouldn’t be repaid by you! — Even if you have the money, you shouldn’t repay it!"

"Why should we put up with that fraud Gregory Quinn?! — Is there no justice left in the world?"

Raised as a penny-pincher, Lawrence Winters’ first reaction to such matters was to get the money back from Gregory Quinn. She never even considered repaying the debt herself.

"...But my sister wrote a gift deed and even had it notarized..." Kenneth Osborne smiled bitterly, "And she gifted cash, which is basically irretrievable. Forget it; a lesson learned the hard way isn’t the most money after all. In two or three years, I’ll be able to save up five hundred thousand."

"You’re amazing, Kenneth." Lawrence Winters pressed down on his shoulder, tilting her head to look at Brooke Osborne, seeing she was less agitated, she sighed and said, "Brooke, you scared me to death. Why consider such extremes for something that isn’t that serious?"

"If you die, the one who’s happy is Gregory Quinn, that bastard. The one who’s sad is Kenneth and those family and friends who love and care about you." Lawrence Winters carefully persuaded, almost revealing her money-crazed nature again, "Besides, is your life only worth five hundred thousand? Think carefully..."

In truth, she was deeply upset inside.

Why did I have to open my mouth?

If Brooke Osborne ended up in any trouble today, she’d never forgive herself.

But Brooke Osborne was impulsive in her suicidal thoughts just now.

Now, having been pulled back, looking at the vast river under the winter sun, the endless sky, she suddenly lost the courage to end her life.

For people, living is instinctual. Unless truly at the brink, no one thinks about suicide.

Sitting on the bank, she cried hoarsely, "...I just had one relationship, why did I meet such a person?"

"Love is truly terrifying..." Lawrence Winters murmured, "It can blind a person’s eyes to such an extent. Are all women in love like this?"

Kenneth Osborne: "..."

He patted Lawrence Winters on the shoulder, "Nora, people are different, you can’t let one experience deter you."

"What’s different?" Lawrence Winters frowned slightly, "Forget it, why am I discussing this with you? Kenneth, you better keep your eyes open, fraudsters don’t care about gender."

Kenneth Osborne: "..."

Thank you very much!

Keep such motivational words for yourself.

Kenneth Osborne quietly grumbled, but at this point, he knew everyone was in a bad mood, both Brooke Osborne and Lawrence Winters were difficult to persuade.

He half-supported, half-encircled Brooke Osborne and said calmly, "Sis, let’s go back. Since Gregory Quinn dares to be so reckless, he’s surely prepared. Just get divorced, even if you walk away with nothing, it’s better than spending a lifetime with a scumbag."

Lawrence Winters nodded vigorously, "Kenneth’s right!"

"But, don’t you want to get the money back from Gregory Quinn, that bastard? — It’s five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand!" She clutched her chest, looking heartbroken as if she was the one who lost the five hundred thousand.

"As you said, five hundred thousand is no small amount, and Gregory Quinn’s actions, although despicable, are legal." Kenneth Osborne gestured with his eyes for Lawrence Winters to remain calm and continued, "We can’t exactly kill him, right? Even if we did, the house wouldn’t be ours, we’d still owe money, and then we’d have to pay with our lives."

Lawrence Winters understood Kenneth Osborne’s meaning. She tilted her head in thought for a while, then took out her phone to check some information, murmuring, "Kenneth, your meaning is that we have to ’legally’ get the money back, is that it?"

"Of course." Kenneth Osborne raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any ’legal’ ideas?"

He stressed the word "legal" heavily.

He couldn’t think of any legal way to get the money back. As soon as Brooke Osborne signed the notarized "gift" deed, that money was as good as gone.

Besides, he had already beaten Gregory Quinn up once, and Gregory Quinn was unlikely to fully recover since he had injured a part of his cerebellum.

What else could he do?

But Lawrence Winters is the kind that ’would rather lose her head than her money’.

Her eyes danced, "I actually have a method. It just depends on whether Brooke trusts me."

Brooke Osborne wasn’t holding out much hope, but she appreciated Lawrence Winters’ efforts on her behalf, and for recently helping Kenneth Osborne save her life. She generously said, "Lawrence, I trust you as much as I trust Kenneth."

Saying this, showed complete trust in Lawrence Winters.

After all, in Brooke Osborne’s mind, her brother Kenneth Osborne is the person she trusts the most.

Anyone who can be compared to her brother is more important than her own life.

Lawrence Winters pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, but still quietly said, "I just checked some materials, and I do have a method."

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