Chapter 1020
Old Mrs. Hunt’s rhetorical question silenced some of the families with sons.
“It’s an unwritten rule that the family fortune goes to the sons in this town, and the sons will handle the final days of the parents. I
know that, but my parents didn’t have a son. They only had me and my sister. My parents‘ inheritance should be passed down to
me and my sister.
“Grandmom, can you tell me when my parents adopted a son? Did the adoption go through while they were alive? Can we see
the papers?
“We have never been notified of any change to our family tree,” raising her voice, Serenity questioned Old Mrs. Hunt.
The onlookers turned their heads to the source of the questioning.
With Serenity walking alongside Zachary in the protection of men in black, the crowd cleared a path toward the gate of Serenity’s
family home.
Liberty left Sonny in Jim’s care, so the boy could have a little play nearby.
She did not want Sonny to see her arguing with the old lady.
Escorted by a team of security, Mrs. Stone and her daughter followed Serenity and her husband in the back.
Mrs. Stone did not look too happy.
She spent decades tracking her sister down, but a car accident sixteen years ago took her sister’s life.
Fortunately, her sister was survived by two daughters. Since Liberty took after her mother, Mrs. Stone could find solace when
she stared at Liberty.
Mrs. Stone wanted to see the place her sister used to live and visit her grave to have a moment with her.
As her nieces had no idea where their parents‘ graves were relocated to, Mrs. Stone had not been able to realize this dream.
Mrs. Stone had given her full support to her nieces to take back their parents‘ possessions.
Old Mrs. Hunt’s words only made Mrs. Stone’s blood boil.
Both her sister and her husband had worked hard to build the house. Yet, these people took advantage of her nieces‘ young
ages, inexperience, and absence of power to occupy the house. The Hunts kicked the children out of the house and town.
Now that Serenity and her sister were back for the house, the old hag was yakking about her sister’s adopted son being the
rightful owner.
It was a blatant move to take possession of the house.
Mrs. Stone decided to get the whereabouts of Lisa’s and Scott’s graves out of them. As for the estate, there was no point
arguing. The best way was to go to court.
The Stones and the Yorks were more than capable to help the sisters repossess their family home.
“Liberty and Serenity are back.”
The onlookers recognized Serenity because the latter had come last year to refute the damaging claims of their grandparents.
She had met with everybody in town.
Liberty, having lost a lot of weight, was a spitting image of her mother.
“Liberty looks more and more like Lisa every day.”
Howden was Lisa’s maiden name and the family name of her adoptive parents. Lisa had another name before the adoption, and
the only person who knew her name was Mrs. Stone.