Chapter-12: why should I sacrifice for you?
Even the children from the third house did not take his second uncle seriously. Wendy Lark smiled nonchalantly and poked Zaman Lark where it would hurt the most with her words.
"Uncle, the century-old Lark family was destroyed in your hands. You have completely destroyed the foundation of several generations of the Lark family. Are you still qualified to talk about rules? Anyone with a bit of shame would have died to apologize."
Nothing is more murderous than this. Zaman Lark was trembling all over and his eyes were red. Everyone looked at each other, at a loss. Old Madam Lark looked at Wendy Lark with eyes as cold as a poisonous snake.
Suddenly, her face turned stern and she gave her a serious lecture.
"Listen, everyone in the Lark family must put the family first, even if it means sacrificing their own lives. The Lark family is in great trouble now, and as descendants of the Lark family, it is our responsibility to work hard to continue the family."
Her prestige was so great that the Lark family members habitually lowered their hands and listened to her instructions, "Yes."
She looked at the bastard coldly, "Wilson Lark, you are also a descendant of the Lark family. You have been protected by the Lark family for decades and have enjoyed a life of luxury for so long. It's time to give back to the Lark family."
Wilson Lark felt bitter in his mouth, as if he had drunk a big bowl of strange bitter medicine that made his head groggy. Just because they were born out of wedlock, would he push them away the first time something went wrong? Zaman Lark was indeed a high-ranking official.
He had good psychological qualities and soon recovered. He acted like an elder brother and said, "Wilson Lark, just do whatever mother tells you to do. She will never be wrong."
Sander Lark nodded desperately, "Yes, it's worth sacrificing one person for the whole family. Brother Wilson, what are you still considering?" Mary couldn't help but get anxious.
Why should her daughter be sacrificed? Just as she was about to speak, Wendy Lark gently held her back. Wendy Lark raised her head and sighed,
"My dear ancestors of the Lark family, your descendants are incompetent at everything they do, and selling women for fame is the best. Eldest Uncle, Third Uncle, you are really promising." When these sarcastic words were spoken, the Lark family members blushed.
"Wendy Lark, your surname is Lark, and you have responsibilities..." Old Madam Lark has the final say in the Lark family and does not allow anyone to challenge her authority.
Wendy Lark thought she was a good-tempered person, but facing an old lady like this, there was no way to reason with her. Roll up your sleeves and get to work.
"What a grand official, packaging selfishness and viciousness as great benevolence and righteousness. This is the importance of learning conversation skills. Big brother, you should all learn from this."
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm, "Old lady, if we talk about the people who have received the most favors from the Lark family it is the children of the eldest wife.
They are the direct descendants, and they have the best food, clothing, housing and transportation. They live in the most spacious courtyards, eat the best meals, and wear the best clothes. Now, when there is a need for sacrifice, they should be the ones to make the first move."
"Enjoyment and obligation are linked. It doesn't make sense that all the benefits belong to them and then others should be blamed for the bad things."
Old Madam Lark disagreed and said as a matter of course, "Direct descendants are the most precious of the family. They are the hope of the family..." And illegitimate children are used to pave the way. Otherwise what is the point of keeping them?
Wendy Lark couldn't help but laugh, "He's a parasite, good for nothing, hiding behind his parents when things get tough, irresponsible waste." She had a very sharp tongue, and every word she said hit the Lark family sore spot.
Isn't it? Since the confiscation of their property, which of their descendants has taken responsibility? They are all crying and howling, begging for mercy. But the Lark family couldn't bear it anymore because they knew the truth but didn't say it out loud.
Old Madam Lark was so angry that she was shaking all over. "Wilson Lark, please take care of your daughter. What has she become of her? She has brought shame to our Lark family."
"It turns out that the Lark family still cares about their reputation." Wendy Lark opened her eyes wide in surprise, with an exaggerated expression, "This is the first time I know this, Hahaha."
A Hahaha sound of laughing is come and it's so magical. Old lady Lark felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to her head. Her face turned red and she felt dizzy.
Zaman Lark was afraid that she would get angry and hurt herself, and then his daughter would not be able to escape responsibility, "Wendy, just say less." Since Wendy Lark has taken action, there must be a result.
Now is the best time to break free from authority and rebuild order. A cold smile appeared on her lips. Come on, use your trump card! People around felt inexplicably cold and shivered, having a premonition that something terrible was going to happen.
Wendy Lark's cold voice sounded, "According to the laws of the Greatway Dynasty, a woman who is married to two husbands will be punished. Grandmother, what hatred do you have with this officer? Do you have to harm him? Officer, I am engaged."
The jailer was stunned, then became furious, "Old woman, you are deliberately harming me, good, very good..." Old ladies from wealthy families are always cunning, but that's not a reason for her to harm herself.
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