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    Lady Wilson was taken aback by Hannah’s unexpected defiance; Hannah, who had always been subservient, was now bold enough to stand up to her!


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    Frustrated, she snapped, “I don’t want to argue with you. Let’s just get Christopher back to his room and then move Harold in!”


    Christopher, on the verge of tears,mented, “Mom, you still remember me! I can’t hold on any longer…”


    Lady Wilson quickly replied, “Wendy, Hannah, please help Christopher back to his room so he can rest.”


    The two women struggled to lift Christopher into the elevator. Wendy couldn’t help but express her frustration to Gena: “Why aren’t you three helping out? Are you just going to stand there?”


    Gena responded, seemingly unfazed: “When we first arrived, we truly wanted to assist your family, but your grandmother refused. Now, we are merely co-tenants, and it’s not our obligation to help!”


    Wendy retorted, “Can’t you just lend a hand?”


    Gena shook her head, “Sorry, but that willingness is gone!”


    She then turned to Lady Wilson, stating, “From now on, the biggest room on the third floor is mine!”


    Lady Wilson stood frozen, tears brimming in her eyes, but she dared not protest.


    Ultimately, it was her own mismanagement that brought her to this point, and she had to swallow her pride.


    Otherwise, Gena would certainly not relent!


    After issuing her ultimatum, Gena took Yadira and Samantha upstairs.


    The three generations of Wilson women found themselves working hard to move both Christopher and Harold to the second floor.


    To care for the father and son, Wendy and Hannah relocated them to the master bedroom on the second floor, allowing them to share a bed.


    Lady Wilson’s personal belongings had already been unceremoniously tossed out of the third-floor room by Gena.


    She had hoped to im another room on the third floor but discovered that the other spaces were upied by the two other women.


    In their frustration, the Wilson family had no choice but to establish boundaries with the trio. Gena and herpanions took residence on the third floor, while Christopher and Harold upied the master bedroom on the second floor, with Wendy and Hannah in one of the second bedrooms. Lady Wilson received thest second bedroom.


    After a long day of moving, the family of five felt utterly exhausted and famished.


    Lady Wilson, keen for a meal, instructed Hannah, “Please whip something up quickly; I’m almost starving!”


    Hannah, feeling overwhelmed, replied, “Seriously? Gena and the others can eat the ingredients that were prepared earlier. Donald’s people took all the pots and pans, and we only have half a bag of rice left; even the rice cooker is gone. What do you expect me to cook with?”


    In desperation, Lady Wilson asked, “Is there nothing in the refrigerator? Even a few sticks of ham would do!”


    Hannah snapped back, “Are you out of your mind? The refrigerator was taken away! How am I supposed to get you ham? Why don’t you just give me some cash, and I’ll go buy something?”


    Only then did Lady Wilson recall that Donald’s people had indeed removed the refrigerator.


    This meant that the vi now offered no food at all…


    At that moment, Harold, feeling miserable, cried out, “Mom… I’m so hungry… I haven’t eaten anything since we left…”


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