Chapter 112 Dismissing Wren
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Caroline opened the security app on her phone, then set it down on the coffee table. “Anyone who still thinks I stole the jackfruit–go ahead and watch the footage.”
Wren shot her a glare. “I saw it with my own eyes! You were the one cating it–don’t try to lie now!” she snapped as she reached for the phone.
But her hand slipped. The phone nearly fell.
Thankfully, Caroline had seen it coming and caught it mid–air.
Wren gave a strained laugh. “Sorry… your phone’s just really slippery.”
Caroline stared straight at her. “No. I think you were hoping to drop it on purpose, trying to destroy the
evidence.”
Edwin heard that and his face grew even harder. Wren wasn’t just sneaky–she was calculated.
After a long moment, he turned to Wren and said flatly, “I’m not gonna argue with you about the damn jackfruit. Just pack your things and leave.”
He didn’t want someone like that in his house–someone who’d steal, lie, and then throw blame around without batting an eye.
Wren panicked. She rushed over, tugging at his sleeve. “Please, Mr. Edwin. I’m innocent. You can’t just throw me out over a misunderstanding. There’s no proof I did anything!”
Ruth jumped in immediately. “Yeah! Edwin, my mom’s been working here loyally for years. You know what kind of person she is! You can’t let someone stir things up and then turn your back on her.”
She shot Caroline a glare so sharp it could cut glass–there was no doubt who she meant by someone.
If Caroline hadn’t called Edwin and Alaina back, they never would’ve found out about the jackfruit. And if Wren lost this job? That wasn’t just bad–it would be devastating.
Wren was getting older. If she left the Somertons, no one was going to hire her again–certainly not with
the same pay.
But her words not only didn’t work, but also made Edwin even more angry.
Any normal person, thinking carefully about this matter from beginning to end, would probably understand the situation.
But these two women were still shouting their innocence, refusing to give up.
He looked at Ruth and said, “Since you bought this jackfruit, show me the payment record, or even the receipt.”
He added, “Don’t tell me you paid in cash and didn’t take a receipt.”
These days, everyone pays with their phones, except for the elderly who don’t know how to use them. No one hardly uses cash to buy things.
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Chapter 112 Dismissing Wren
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Ruth’s excuses were all refuted by him, and she awkwardly smiled, “Wow, you’re really sharp. I did pay cash …”
Edwin didn’t even let her finish. “That’s enough. Help your mom pack. You both need to leave. I’ll have Alaina send over this month’s salary later.”
Wren’s face crumpled. She turned toward Alaina, clutching her hand in desperation. “Alaina… You trust me, don’t you? Please… say something for me.”
Alaina looked at her with a complicated expressión, “Aunt Wren, you are getting older, you should go back and enjoy your retirement.”
She’d always shared her snacks, fruits, even supplements with her. Never thought twice about it. But the moment she realized it was her half of the jackfruit Wen had stolen? It stung.
And worse, it made her think back–how many times had she noticed things go missing around the house? Fruits, health products, little things that vanished without explanation.
She used to think it was Caroline sneaking them. But now? She wasn’t so sure.
And honestly, this wasn’t just about the jackfruit.
Wren had been working in the house for years. She was getting older. Her cooking wasn’t good anymore. Alaina had already been thinking about hiring someone younger, someone who could actually cook well.
Still, the sound of Wren starting to cry made her falter.
“Alaina, I’m getting old. And I have a useless son who still hasn’t found work. If I lose this job, how are we supposed to survive?”
Alaina glanced at Ruth. “Doesn’t Ruth have a job? She can take care of you now. You’ve done enough.”
Ruth froze, caught off guard. “My salary isn’t much … I’m barely scraping by as it is. You’re putting me in a really tough spot here.”
She didn’t want to admit it, but most of her paycheck went to clothes and beauty treatments. Supporting her mom wasn’t exactly part of her financial plan.
Wren nodded along. “She’s right. You know her situation. You two are close. You know how hard it is.”
Alaina frowned, clearly torn. She looked toward Edwin
“You make the call.”
She didn’t want Wren in the house anymore. But she also didn’t want to ruin their relationship.
