True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 578

"What?" Donald asked in surprise. "Dad can't forget about that woman?"

"Yes." Charles nodded. "Her ashes are in that urn on the table."

"Is she dead?" Donald heaved a sigh of relief. "It's okay if he can't forget her, considering that she's already gone."

"Zachary wants to bury Aunt Marilyn together with our ancestors," Charles stated.

"No!" Donald immediately refused. "She's been gone for so many years, I don't even remember what she looks like anymore. How could he bury her with our ancestors? What if she picks a fight with our mom in the afterlife?"

"Donald!" Charles immediately frowned and said, "Aren't you aware? Zachary is extremely wealthy now. We need his investment in our company."

Donald narrowed his eyes as he sank into deep thoughts. He then looked at his brother and said, "Charles, are you saying that you want to use these ashes as a means to control Zachary?"

Charles nodded, looking at his brother as if to say that he wasn't as dumb as he had thought.

Donald glanced at the urn on his father's desk, his eyes flashing as he schemed.

Listening to the conversation between her two brothers, Eva frowned. They had never agreed to her

words in the past.

"Dad, why did you even keep this woman's ashes?" Eva questioned, "She's left you for so many years. Why are you still worried about her?"

Master Lowe remained silent. However, he was fuming with anger as he looked at his children.

This was what his children were like.

"What are you holding on to?" Eva couldn't help but complain after receiving no reply from her father. "Who knows, after all these years, she might have found another man, and maybe not just one at that." "Dad, don't be blinded by her. In my opinion, it's fine to let her be buried with our ancestors, but please stop worrying about her so much. Don't you feel sorry for our mother?"

Maxim looked sharply at her daughter as he sat down.

He was afraid he couldn't hold on for any longer, and might collapse at any moment.

He was filled with frustration and disappointment as he looked at his children. He had a good mind to just pass away right at that moment.

However, he couldn't leave just yet.

He looked at them coldly, regarding their disgusting faces.

"Dad, why don't you say something?" Seeing that Maxim had remained silent, Charles asked, "What on earth are you thinking about?"

"Get the hell out of here." Maxim pointed at the door.

"How shameless." "Dad, how can you say that to Charles?" Eva immediately spoke up for her brother. "He's doing this for our family. He's almost 70, and you're still scolding him."

"You too, get out of here." Maxim looked at Eva coldly as his expression fell. "Get out of my face. It's not your place to tell me what to do."

Eva frowned. She had never been scolded like this before. She immediately glanced at the ashes on the table.

"Dad, you've never scolded us like this before. Why are you scolding us just as her remains are here?"

Upon hearing her words, Maxim was so furious that he grabbed the table lamp and threw it at them. She was even dragging Marilyn along with her words.

"Ah!"

Eva jumped away in fright.

The lamp smashed to the ground.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly tensed up. "Dad, if you continue to treat us like this, I will scatter Marilyn's ashes!"

"How dare you!" Maxim shouted angrily.

"Dad, you're almost 90 years old. Do you think you can still order us around?" Eva was daring enough to threaten her father, even more so than Charles. "You'd better be polite. Cooperate with us and everyone will be happy. Otherwise, you won't even be able to cry."

"You!" Maxim was about to fly into a rage. "You think

you can control everything now, don't you?"

"I can't control it by myself, but I can if the three of us work together," Eva answered. "Dad, I didn't want to say this, but you'd better not cross the line. I wasn't willing to let Marilyn be buried with our ancestors at all, but since Charles said that he could get Zachary's investment in exchange, I have reluctantly agreed. At least Marilyn's marriage to you wouldn't have been in vain. As for the other things, I really don't want to talk about any of them with you."

Maxim's face was pale as a sheet. He glanced at Eva, Charles, and then Donald.

His three children had become his enemies.

All of them held the same attitude towards him.

Maxim suddenly came to a realization.

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. He reached out to hold the urn gently in his arms, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

Eva snorted and said, "Dad, you're reaching the end of your life, and yet you're still emotional. Now, all you can do is hold her urn. What did you do for her in the past? You drove her away back then, and now you're acting like you have such deep feelings for her. How disgusting."

"Dad, in my opinion, you should finish what you've started," Charles smiled as he agreed. "Since you've offended Aunt Marilyn, there is no point in crying and regretting it. This is karma." Maxim closed his eyes.

That was true.

This was karma.

He hadn't treated his wife well in the past, and he deserved everything that was happening to him now.

However, the past could no longer be changed.

He couldn't do anything about it.

"Dad, if you're reluctant to let go of the urn, you can hold onto it for one more day," Charles suggested. "Eva, Donald, I'm going to talk to Zachary about the investment now. If he doesn't agree, we won't hand him the urn."

"Charles, let's go together," Eva said. "Zachary has become more difficult to deal with now. He will look down on you if you go alone."

"If you go, I'm afraid he will look down even more on us." Charles knew his sister well. "With your temper, I'm afraid that you will mess up."

"I'll just go and have a look. I heard that he has found his cousin, I'd like to see just who she is."

"Eva, you'd still better not go. Let Charles go on his own, and let's just wait," Donald said. "Even if we were to follow him, we won't be of any help. We might even complicate things there."

"I'll try to hold back!" Eva insisted. "The three of us have to go together so that they won't easily take advantage of us."

Seeing that his sister was so insistent on going, Donald looked at Charles and asked, "Charles, what do you think?"

"Whatever. If you want to, go ahead. I know what you're thinking. Are you afraid that I won't share the benefits with you after I get Zachary's approval?"

Charles looked at Eva and questioned.

Eva was startled. She replied awkwardly, "Charles, you think too much. I'm not that petty."

"Haha!" Charles laughed and did not press on further. "I understand your worries. Don't worry about it. We are a family. I won't betray any of you after getting the benefits." "Let's go, Charles!"

They left together, without paying any attention to Maxim.

Maxim opened his eyes slowly, and a deep sense of helplessness and desolation flashed through his eyes.

After a few minutes, Maxim heard the sound of a car engine revving. Then, he picked up his phone and called Zachary.