After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 1105

"You infringed on our rights. The house you're living in and the restaurant you're running were joint properties belonging to my husband and me. When he passed, Isabella and I were the primary heirs. As his parents, you were entitled to a portion, but not all of it."

"Your other children had zero right to inherit my husband's estate. You've been hoarding it for decades, and now it's time to cough it up and hand it back."

Isabella had mentioned suing them to reclaim her parents' estate.

However, so much had happened lately that she simply hadn't found the time to file the lawsuit.

The George Family hadn't sued Isabella either. They had likely consulted a lawyer and realized they stood to gain very little from a legal battle.

First, they had never raised Isabella, and beyond that, they had actually plotted to sell her.

Second, they had other children and grandchildren, meaning the financial burden of their retirement and medical care couldn't legally fall solely on Isabella's shoulders.

If they actually took Isabella to court, a judge would barely require her to pay anything, which was a far cry from the massive payout they were hoping to extort.

After weighing their options, The George Family had decided against pursuing legal action.

Isabella had also consulted a lawyer. She had a very strong chance of winning a lawsuit to reclaim her parents' assets.

Peter panicked, abandoning his tearful act. He yelled into the phone, "My son left that to us! It belonged to my son, and since he's gone, it's all ours!"

"Why should an outsider like you get a piece of my son's estate? Cynthia, you're already rich. Are you really going to come back and fight us for our property?"

"Why shouldn't I fight for what belongs to us? Me having money is one thing, but fighting for our rightful inheritance is another."

"I'm so furious! Those people are beyond irrational. They're the ones who wronged us, and now they're trying to threaten and manipulate us!"

Isabella had overheard the entire conversation. Driving calmly, she said, "Mom, don't get angry. It's not worth ruining your health over those lunatics."

"Even if they make a scene every day, I'm not giving them a dime. As long as I ban them from entering my company and my store, their shouting outside won't really affect me much."

"If they come to harass me, I'll just call the police. If it comes down to it, I'll play dirty. I'll wait until they leave their place at night, throw a sack over their heads, and beat them to a pulp. They won't have any proof it was me."

Isabella had genuinely considered resorting to vigilante justice.

Whether or not it forced them to leave town, it would at least help her vent her frustration.