Ste changed out of her clothes in the room, and Ronald immediately took her and Finley off the yacht.


    "Where are we headed now?" Ste asked.


    Ronald replied with a reassuring smile, "To find someone. Trust me."


    He led her away, his grip firm yet gentle.


    Finley and Idris exchanged knowing nces; they were well aware of who Ronald intended to meet. Xander had taken Bernie, but Ronald was determined to reim what was rightfully his. Ste felt the cool determination emanating from Ronald and decided to keep quiet, obediently following his lead.


    As soon as they were in the car, Ste''s phone buzzed.


    It was Susanna calling.


    "Hey, Susie," Ste answered.


    "Ste, you won''t believe this!" Susanna eximed, her voice brimming with excitement. "They''re at it again!"


    Ste''s eyes widened. "Who''s fighting now?"


    "L and Urs! It''s a full-on brawl!"


    Ste shook her head in disbelief. "Seriously? How do you even know this?"


    "I''m right next door to the Larkin estate," Susanna exined. "I left some stuff here after the interview and came back to get it."


    "Wow, you really do stumble across the wildest things," Ste chuckled.


    "I''m sending you a video," Susanna said before hanging up.


    Ste could hear the thrill in Susanna''s voice, which meant this scene at the Larkin estate was something remarkable.


    Meanwhile, Susanna''s hands trembled with excitement as she captured the chaos on her phone, eager to share the drama with Ste.


    L had been a firecracker ever since insisting on moving into the Larkin household. Susanna knew the ce was bound to be a madhouse. Back at the Larkin estate, L was pulling Urs out of bed.


    "Get out! You''re leaving this house right now!"


    With a dramatic flourish, L flung open the closet and began tossing Urs''s belongings onto the floor.


    Urs, already frail and bedridden, was in no condition to defend herself. L''s rough handling seemed to push her to her limits.


    Urs coughed weakly.


    L hurled a pile of clothes at her.


    "use me of stealing your diamond ne, huh? You''re really something, Urs. Just a foster daughter, causing all this trouble."


    "Ste might have put up with your nonsense, but not me," L sneered. "You think you can drive me out of the Larkin family? I''m the mother of the Larkin grandson. Who do you think you are?"


    en


    L was livid. Just thinking about Cloudia''s sharp words downstairs, demanding she return the ne or leave the family, made her blood boil. "Are you ying the victim? Trying to stir up trouble?" L taunted.


    Tears welled up in Urs''s eyes. "I didn''t... I''m not..."


    Before she could finish, L bent down and pped her hard, leaving Urs''s face stinging.


    Cloudia rushed in at themotion. "L, have you lost your mind? Put those things down. You don''t run this house."


    Urs looked to Cloudia with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Mom, I told you not to argue with her. Now she''s taking it out on me."


    "Not to argue with me?" L retorted, flinging another armful of clothes at Urs, hangers and all.


    One of the hangers scratched Urs''s forehead, making her yelp in pain. "Ah..."


    Still fuming, L grabbed more clothes to throw.


    Cloudia grabbed her, restraining her. "L, enough! Stop this right now."


    "She needs to leave," L insisted.


    Cloudia, ever the protector, replied, "You shut your mouth. You have no authority here. If anyone leaves, it''s you."


    Still unwavering in her favoritism towards Urs, Cloudia stood firm.


    L crossed her arms defiantly, scoffing. "Me, leave? Oh, Mrs. Larkin, your precious foster daughter has ruined your real daughter, crippled your son, and driven your husband away, and you still defend her?"