Chapter 4097

Married At First Sight Chapter 4097
Chapter 4097
“Kathryn!” Marco’s expression darkened as he spoke to her in a serious tone. He asked coldly, “I’ll ask you one last time—are you truly planning to hand over everything that belongs to the Farrell family to Liberty?”
Kathryn replied firmly, “This is Mom’s life’s work!”
Marco retorted, “If you don’t want it, then give everything to us. We’d gladly accept it. At least that way, Mom’s legacy won’t be turned into someone else’s trophy.”
Kathryn met Marco’s gaze and responded calmly, “Brother, I’ve told you countless times—Farrell’s legacy rightfully belongs to Liberty and her descendants. Mom took it, but it was never truly hers. I believe she regretted it before she passed.
“Our branch of the family has lost the trust of the people. Even if we refuse to let Liberty take over, do you honestly think it would be your turn? There are many ambitious young women in the family who would fight for that position.
“Instead of allowing it to fall into their hands, it’s better to return everything to Aunt’s descendants. I believe Liberty has the capability to lead the family. Everyone supports her and is willing to follow her as head of the Farrell family. She is the one who can lead us out of this turmoil and restore the family to its former glory.”
Kathryn paused before adding, “Liberty has strong supporters, including some of the most powerful families. Even in Jensburg, she has the backing of the Queen family. And you know how influential the Queen family is—they are on par with the York family in Wiltspoon.”
Marco clenched his teeth and hissed, “Kathryn, if you’re going to be this stubborn, then we have nothing more to discuss. From this day forward, we are no longer siblings. Don’t blame us for what happens next.”
Without waiting

To prompt a response from Kathryn, Marco turned to his two younger brothers and commanded, “Let’s go.”
“Brother…”
Marco shot them a stern look and reiterated, “I said, let’s go. Don’t make them throw us out.”
Reluctantly, the two younger brothers followed their eldest sibling, observing as he stormed to his car and drove away. They quickly got into their own vehicle and trailed behind him.
Driving purposefully toward their hometown, Marco’s frustration was clear. The younger brothers were confused but dared not question him; they simply followed in silence.
By the time they arrived at the Janzen family’s old house, evening had fallen.
Holden, their relative, had just finished dinner and was lounging on the sofa, watching TV.
Although the old house was not as grand or spacious as the Farrell family mansion, it still stood impressively against the neighboring homes. It was a self-built villa with modest front and back yards—ample space for Holden to grow flowers and maintain a small garden.
Holden’s children ensured he lived comfortably by regularly sending him money. His retirement was peaceful, and his lifestyle was considered enviable in the area. Neighbors often dropped by for visits, filling his days with quiet contentment.
This comfort stemmed not only from his surroundings but also from the fact that this was his home—a place where he truly felt he belonged.
No matter how luxurious the Farrell family mansion was, it had never felt like home to him. He had only lived there due to his connection to Clarissa. Even Clarissa had planned to leave the mansion had she not secured the family’s leadership position for her daughter. It was tradition—the new family head would move in with their spouse and children, transforming the mansion into their home.
The Farrell mansion wasn’t

The residence was steeped in the family’s history, holding cherished memories for generations. However, for Holden, the Janzen family’s old house provided something far more valuable—a true sense of belonging.

Holden’s modest villa was well-kept, and he employed two housekeepers to handle the chores, allowing him to live comfortably with the financial support from his children. His extended family in the area, while not as affluent or influential as the elite families of Jensburg, still thrived. Their success and unity were largely due to Holden’s sacrifices—sacrifices that encompassed his freedom, happiness, and even instances of self-harm.

Since returning to his hometown, his siblings, nieces, and nephews had shown him great respect and affection. They visited often, brought gifts, shared meals, and spent quality time with him. Their warmth made his retirement fulfilling in a way that the grandeur of the Farrell family mansion never could.