245: Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Mary stared at the phone screen shoved to her face. She saw 'Katherine Woods' name on it, and the call was connected after a few rings.  2

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"Hello, Officer Bernard. Is there any update regarding my home?" Kate's gentle yet firm voice filled the small interrogation room. Mary didn't know why, but she felt the pressure from Kate's voice even though Kate wasn't talking to her on the phone.

"Good morning, Kate—I mean, Mrs. Woods," Bernard panicked. He was so used to being called Benny by Kate. So he talked informally with her by default. 

He wanted to call her Kitty, but he thought that was way too intimate because nobody in high school ever called her Kitty, while many people in high school back then called him Benny. 

"We checked your house this morning and found out that your mother-in-law, Mary Woods, has been breaking in and putting all the furniture you have on sale."

Kate gasped, acting as if she was surprised even though she already guessed so. How else would Matt be able to get his hand on the newspaper clip?

"Oh my god, really? But I gave Matt at least seven thousand dollars each month, and I know he has been sending half or even more of that money to Mary. How could she suddenly need money when she doesn't need much to live there?" Kate asked. "Besides, I stopped giving Matt money for about two to three months at best. There is no way Mary would blow up all of the money Matt gave, right?"

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Bernard stared at Mary, who was unresponsive. She didn't answer and simply lowered her head while murmuring about something inaudible.

Thus, Bernard took control of the conversation and replied on behalf of Mary, "She has a boyfriend that demands her at least five thousand a month. She is in a desperate attempt to make her boyfriend happy, and robbing your house is the way to go, apparently."

"That is sad," Kate sighed. "All of the money goes to waste just because Mary dates someone who can't even find a proper job, just like her son."

Mary felt that she had been shot when Kate said that. She knew that Kate must be grinning like a madwoman, probably laughing at Mary's misery, knowing that her plan to trap Mary succeeded. 

"Well, she is still your mother-in-law, and you are the homeowner, not Hilda. So I give her a chance to plead, so maybe you will be kind enough to forgive her and drop the charge," Bernard said.

"Hmm, but where is she right now, Officer? I haven't heard her voice at all."

"Oh, she is sitting right in front of me. She's still mentally shocked because her boyfriend ran away without even trying to help her," Bernard replied. He put the phone on the table and slid it in front of Mary so they could speak, of course with the speaker on, so Bernard could listen to what they were talking about. "It's your chance, Mary. Go and talk to her."

"Mary?" 

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There was no answer from the other side. It seemed that Mary had already guessed Kate was behind her arrest.

"Are you seriously not going to ask for my forgiveness? I'm not that cruel, Mary. It's you who started it," Kate said.

After a while, Mary finally opened her mouth, "You could've just called me and said that you knew everything. Why are you making a show of me? Everyone in the neighborhood will call me a thieving old lady now."

"Is it really my fault?" Kate taunted. "I've been giving your son at least seven to ten grand every month. He sent at least half of it to you. But where is the money now? Do you give everything to your boy toy?"

Mary was triggered when Kate called Harry a boy toy, and she denied it vehemently, "Harry is not a boy toy! We're in love, and I'm just trying to support his music career! You just need to wait, and he will be an extremely successful musician!"

"Hm, sounds familiar," Kate taunted. "Oh, I remember a man who is just like your boy toy, Harry. His name is Matthew Woods. Five years ago, he told me he would be an amazing actor whose face would decorate Hollywood. He forced me to give him as much money as possible, and what did I get after five years?"

Kate chuckled as she found the whole situation so comedic and karmic.

"Nothing, exactly," Kate said. "I get nothing other than disappointment after funding him for five years, keeping up with his fragile ego, and saying nothing when you cursed me just because I'm barren."

Mary's eyes widened, she opened her mouth, but no voice came out. She didn't know how to refute Kate because what she said made sense.

As much as she hated to admit it, Harry and her son were exactly the same.

They were both useless men who relied on their women for money. There was no denying that.

"Actually, I wouldn't know about your plan to sell my house's furniture because I have no security system. But you got greedy, took pictures of the newspaper clip in my mother's room, and told your son to blackmail me with it."

"So I know you must've broken into my house, possibly selling everything inside just to fund your boyfriend so he wouldn't leave you," Kate said with certainty.

Mary curled her lips. She had no objection because Kate already knew about everything anyway. In the end, she just admitted, "Alright, I admit that I got greedy thinking I could get a lot more from you and your house. But this is because you stopped giving money to Matt, so I got desperate."

"Why would I give money to a cheating bastard who can't even hold a job?" Kate said coldly. "I tolerated him many times, and all I asked was his loyalty. But he cheated. He slept with my sister. Do you think I'm an idiot who would tolerate that?"

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