The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1506

"Back then, we kept the Whitman family afloat. But now…" Tamia sipped her rose tea before continuing, "It's none of our business anymore if they want to dig their own graves."

Not long after she finished speaking, a middle-aged man stepped into the room.

Upon seeing him, Tamia's brows furrowed deeply. The very sight of her eldest son irked her. In him, she saw everything despicable about the Montclair family. If it weren't for his gambling addiction, their family wouldn't have fallen so far.

"What are you doing here?" Tamia asked sharply.

Alfred Montclair rubbed his palms together and grinned sheepishly. "Mom, I've been a bit short on cash recently. First and foremost, I missed you, and second, well, I need some money."

Before Tamia could respond, Ophelia stood up. "Alfred, Mom gave you 20 million last month! How did you spend it so fast?"

Tamia's previously good mood evaporated, and her face darkened. "I didn't raise you just so you could leech off me! Did you really blow through 20 million that quickly? Do you think I'm made of money?"

Tamia might have been less upset if they had still had that billion from the stock market. But with funds running low and Alfred showing up to ask for more, it was like pouring fuel on the fire.

Alfred, however, acted as if he hadn't heard her as he casually walked over to the couch. "Yeah. I spend money fast, sure, but I'm still your son. The things back then… You know as well as I do who played a major role in getting our family where it is today."

Tamia immediately cut him off. "We'll talk about money later, but keep your mouth shut. If anything goes out, you'll be the first one to end up behind bars!"

"Don't be mad, Mom. I heard about the family matters—the girl from the Quinnell family dares to go against the Montclair family. I thought I'd come back and lend a hand, you know?" Alfred tried to sound helpful.

"I underestimated you, Ophelia. I thought you were different from Mom, but now I see you're just like her. There's no surprise there—you're her daughter, after all.

"But tell me, how long will the Whitman family tolerate this after everything you've done to Noah?"

"Get out!" Tamia snapped, irritated that Alfred had hit a nerve.

Ophelia turned away, unwilling to acknowledge her half-brother from another mother.

It wasn't about using tricks—Noah had refused to listen to her and instead chose to protect that sister of his! Now, even her own son wasn't on her side. After all these years in the Whitman family, Noah owed her for everything!