Guardian-In-Law

Chapter 696 My Wife Put On a Show

Other members of the Quint family admitted their mistake too.

To think the high and mighty would genuinely acknowledge their fault to Darcy. Darcy’s eyes welled up.

The burden of the past lifted at last as she finally found closure.

As the Quints suspected, Darcy had a weak spot for them.

Darcy pulled out her phone. “I’ll give Miru a call. Maybe she can get through to Dallas Moneylender.”

“Hang on.”

Kaze held her hand down.

With Kaze threatening to foil their plans again, the Quints gnashed their teeth. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Kaze, Grandfather and the others have admitted their mistake, and they are welcoming us back with open arms,” Darcy told Kaze.

“Come with me, babe.”

Kaze pulled Darcy to the side and whispered, “Just pretend you can’t do anything for them. Test the waters. If they are genuinely apologetic, I’ll support you in getting the Quints out of the mess. But if they’re only doing it to trick

“I’ll go along with it.”

Getting the message, Darcy nodded.

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She pretended to be on the phone with Miru before walking back to say, “I just talked to Miru, Grandfather. She said she can’t afford to piss Dallas Moneylender off, so she can’t help.

“I’m sorry but my hands are tied. I can’t help with the debt.”

Darcy then observed the Quints‘ reaction.

The Quint family’s response blew her mind.

They were taken aback at first, but the despair soon settled in. They went ballistic.

“Bitch! You should’ve said you couldn’t help. That was a waste of our emotions.”

“You’re such a loser. You are close with the Queens and Miru, and yet they are no

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you down with us!”

These people had lost all hope.

Resigning to their fate, the Quints took out all their negativity on Darcy.

Darcy had always been their punching bag.

Having braced herself, Darcy said nothing.

She wanted to see what Master Quint would say.

“Seriously, Darcy?”

Master Quint pointed at Darcy exasperatedly. “I take back everything I said. You don’t have what it takes to be a Quint or the head of the household.”

“So, the apologies were all fake, Grandfather?” Darcy asked with a wry smile.

“That’s right. Don’t tell me you’d expect me to apologize to you. Who do you think you are?”

Master Quint sneered. “It was all an act.”

Darcy staggered.

It was all pretend.

“That’s funny because my wife was putting on a show too.”

Kaze grabbed Darcy’s phone and dangled it in front of Master Quint. “See the recent calls? My wife didn’t make the call to Miru.”

“You lied to us, Darcy!”

Master Quint scowled.

The other members of the family did not see that coming.

They froze.

“I bet you didn’t think my wife would play you like a fiddle. Idiots!”

Kaze held Darcy’s hand. “Come on, babe. Let them take care of their own mess.”

Darcy followed him with a blank face, refusing to take another look at the Quints.

She was played a fool once more.

The Quints were outraged.

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“Argh! I’m going to kill you, Darcy!”

“You’re a bastard, Kaze! It must have been your idea! Well, your wife cheated on you with Mathias. You don’t have anything to be proud of!”

Kaze cocked his head back.

He made a beeline to the member of the Quint family who made the comment.

The person was Keenan, Darcy’s uncle.

Smack!

Kaze lashed out with a swift kick, sending Keenan flying as he slammed onto the ground.

“Don’t forget that I’m a dimwit. I might just kill anybody who speaks ill of my wife,” Kaze said.

He then walked away.

Terrified by his ruthlessness, the Quints held their tongues.

They were desperate at that point.

The only thing they could do was wait for Dallas Moneylender to come after them two days later.

The group returned to the family residence with heavy hearts.

However, several individuals stood there, waiting for them.

Thinking they were debt collectors, Master Quint went up and said, “We have no more money but our lives to give. Take it or leave it.”

The family had given up fighting back.

“We don’t want anything. We’re here to save your family.”

Save them?

Master Quint was shocked. “And you are?”

The middle–aged individual smiled.

“The Vinlands from Chrysant City.”