Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 732 - 731: Your Younger Brother is in Trouble

Her father’s voice was heavy with age and hardship, so faint it seemed a single straw could muffle it.

Just those two words made Nia Mitchell feel like crying.

"Mhm," she answered gruffly.

She’d initially thought her stepmother was tricking her over the phone, just trying to get her to send some money. After all, this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. But this time, even her father was on the line, which meant... it was true.

"Can... can you come back home?"

Her father didn’t directly ask for money. He couldn’t bring himself to ask that outright.

"I can," Nia Mitchell replied, nodding continuously as tears welled in her eyes.

After hanging up, Nia Mitchell wiped her tears, quickly returned to her Office Room, picked up her bag, and left.

This news had completely shattered her. She rushed to the Train Station, bought the first available ticket, and left Capital Town.

Meanwhile, at MC Group, a certain man was still in the dark about everything.

Sitting on the train, Nia Mitchell’s face was pale. She had thought she would never return, not in this lifetime. Her mind was filled with scenes from the past. She remembered how she had left home with her luggage, never looking back, a clear sign of her determination.

"Hello?"

The phone rang again. It was her father.

"Are you back yet?"

Her father’s voice cracked, as if he couldn’t withstand another blow.

"I’m on the train. How’s my little brother?"

"He’s still in the operating room. The Doctor said he hit his head and needs brain surgery."

Those grave words had completely stunned her father.

"So... are they doing it now?"

Nia Mitchell, still young and inexperienced with such crises, felt a surge of fear and was at a loss for words.

"Not yet. He’s currently being resuscitated, but they need to raise money for the surgery."

Upon mentioning this, her father fell silent.

Money...

"I understand." So, if it weren’t for the money, her stepmother wouldn’t have called.

"I took the express train, so I’ll be home soon," Nia Mitchell said, biting her lip. In truth, she had no savings. Her money had all been spent on renovating the Royal View Villa; she had married Maxwell Peary penniless. She did have a black card, but... That was Maxwell Peary’s money. The surgical fees would undoubtedly be substantial. So much money... She wasn’t sure if she should use the card.

Her stepmother grabbed the phone again.

"Who told you to come back? Why don’t you just send money? Who’s going to feed you when you get back?"

Her stepmother’s shrill, harsh voice came through the phone. They hadn’t even told her they’d recently bought a new house and moved.

"I’m his sister, after all! With something this serious happening to my little brother, of course I have to come back, don’t I?"

Nia Mitchell was also getting angry. What kind of nonsense was this? They wanted her to send money, but not return? Then her stepmother would surely tell everyone what an ungrateful wretch of a sister she was. That her brother was in such a terrible state, and she didn’t even come back or contribute a single cent? Her stepmother was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

"You talk so nicely now! Why didn’t you say a word when you left back then?"

Her stepmother immediately retorted. Her overbearing voice didn’t sound at all like someone in a Hospital.

Hearing this, Nia Mitchell said nothing more and simply hung up.

How could anyone respect a stepmother like that?