Eleanor knew her uncle would never say anything kind.
"When Mom needed money for treatment, you ran faster than anyone. Now you hear I married Julian Cross, and suddenly you come asking for an investment. How can there be anyone as shameless as you?"
Gordon was dumbfounded. He'd never expected to be scolded by his niece.
"I... I... I..."
He stammered for a long time and still couldn't come up with an excuse.
"Anyway, I'm your uncle. You have to help me!"
"Didn't you cut ties with me and Mom back then? How dare you call yourself my uncle?"
Eleanor stood. Her face was cold as she warned him.
"Let me be clear. I still have the statement you wrote cutting us off. Since you're no longer my uncle, I owe you nothing. I suggest you behave. Otherwise, as a wealthy wife, I have plenty of way
