Tears streamed down my face.
We’d been a happy family, until Angel and Hazel showed up.
My mother had lost her husband.
I’d lost my father.
His heart had always belonged to Angel. One call from her, and he’d come running.
Then Mom had gotten sick – kidney failure. Dad had wanted a divorce so he could give her one of his kidneys. But on the day of the surgery, Angel had attempted suicide. Dad had rushed to her side.
And Mom had died.
She could have lived.
If Dad hadn’t wanted to donate his kidney, I would have given her mine.
But Angel’s dramatic stunt had changed everything.
I’d confronted Dad, and the next day, Angel and Hazel had moved into his other house. I’d gone over to yell at them. and Hazel had accused me of stealing. Dad hadn’t believed me, had forced me to apologize. I’d left, changed my name, and never looked back.
I wiped away my tears, putting my sunglasses back on.
You can’t prove this baby is my brother,” I said coldly. “So we have nothing to discuss. Come back when you have proof that Dad reversed his vasectomy.”
I walked out.
She wouldn’t find that proof. I’d already checked. Dad had chickened out on the operating table. He’d never gotten the vasectomy. The medical records were fake.
I’d never admit that in court, though.
I’d thought Angel and Aunt Jean would back off.
But the next day, Aunt Jean showed up at my house with a group of goons, demanding I pay back a “loan.”
I’d just woken up, my patience already wearing thin.
What loan?”
“Your father borrowed a hundred thousand dollars from us twenty years ago, and he never paid it back. Now that he’s dead, you’re responsible,” she said, slamming a yellowed document on the table.
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It was a promissory note, with Dad’s signature and fingerprint. Dated twenty years ago.
I knew about this loan.”
Dad had been struggling to get his business off the ground. He’d borrowed money from everyone, including Aunt- Jean. She’d been reluctant at first, but Dad had promised to pay her double. She’d given him fifty thousand dollars and written a note for a hundred thousand.
When Dad’s business had taken off, he’d tried to pay her back, but she’d refused the money, asking him to buy her a
>house instead.
She’d milked that fifty thousand dollars for all it was worth, getting countless favors from my father.
And now she had the nerve to demand more.
“You sure you want to do this, Aunt Jean? Don’t you remember? He already paid you back. He bought you a house.”
“That was a gift! This is a loan! Two different things! You can’t deny this note!” she said, pointing at the document.
“Fine. A hundred thousand, right? I’ll transfer it to you now.”
“A hundred thousand dollars from twenty years ago is worth a lot more now,” she said, calculating in her head. “One million. You owe me a million dollars.”
“You’re delusional,” I said, putting away my phone. “But I’ll give you the million. Hope you have time to spend it.”
ur own mother and father! But I’m not afraid of you!”
“You think you can curse me? You killed your
I laughed. I transferred the money to her account, then asked for her bank details.
She gave them to me, her eyes gleaming with greed.
The moment the money appeared in her account, she beamed. She turned to leave, but I called out, “Hold on!”
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-Changed your mind?” she asked, a triumphant smirk on her face.
Just a reminder. Angel. You and Hazel need to be out of the house in two days. Or I’m changing the locks.“
“Where are we supposed to live? Hazel shrieked
“Not my problem. Go live with your real father.”
They stormed out, their faces bruised and battered.
I laughed until my sides hurt.
They didn’t get very far. I grabbed my phone and dialed 911.
Td like to report a robbery.”
Aunt Jean turned back, rushing towards me, trying to grab my phone.
You little bitch! You’re calling the cops?!”
I was a black belt in Taekwondo. Taking down a middle–aged woman was child’s play.
I looked at the men she’d brought with her. “You guys leaving? Or are you going to be accessories to a crime?”
They glanced at each other, then hurried away.
Aunt Jean’s bravado vanished.
“Cecilia, we’re family! There’s no need to involve the police! I’ll give you the money back!”
The money hadn’t even been in her account for ten minutes.
“You should have just asked nicely, Angel,” I said, counting the money, then putting my phone away.
“Of course of course. But the police…”
“Don’t worry,” I said, patting her shoulder, my eyes glinting,
The cops arrived within minutes.
“It’s a misunderstanding, officers,” Aunt Jean said, rushing towards them. “We were just playing around.”
They looked at me.
“Oh, it’s not robbery,” I said, my voice sweet. “It’s theft.”
I showed them the security footage of Aunt Jean stealing my antique.
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Aunt Jean’s face turned white. “Cecilia, I can explain! I was just.. I thought it was dirty. I was going to take it home and clean it for you!“.
I shook my head.
“Nope. Not listening ”
