“Where can we go now…” Drew mumbled. His head was hanging low, weighed down by his mood.
“Let’s go grab some dinner!” Riley pointed toward a nearby luxury hotel. “Let’s treat ourselves to a big meal.” Drew’s eyes widened in shock as he looked at him. “Dad, that place is expensive. We don’t have the money!” “Who says we don’t? I still have thirty thousand dollars, and your grandma has fifty thousand,” Riley said proudly.
“And at midnight, when no one is around, we can sneak back and grab some jewelry from home. That should get us another twenty or thirty thousand,” Melinda chimed in. Drew stopped walking, staring in disbelief at the silhouettes of his parents and grandmother.
A wave of sorrow washed over him.
“You… you… you…” His face turned red, and he stuttered in anger, “If we still have some money, why does Aunt Claire have to pay for everything!”
“Oh, silly boy.” Grandma came over and took his hand, speaking earnestly.
“We need to keep some money on hand. How else are we supposed to live after helping you with all those money?”
Drew felt a chill in his heart as he gazed at his selfish family, suddenly feeling all alone. He experienced a sense of disappointment and helplessness like never before.
He thought of his aunt, who had always cared for them and spent all her savings on them.
“How can you do this to them…” Drew shook his head, his eyes brimming with tears. “I’d rather go to jail…”
Grandma slapped his back hard, annoyed. “Stop talking nonsense! She still has her diner to sustain herself, and Camila earns money too. Just worry about us old folks!”
Riley stepped in front of Drew, grabbing his collar and glaring at him. “I sold the car. What more do you want! Do you want us to end up sleeping on the streets before you’d be happy?” Drew clenched his lips. There were tears spilling out and falling onto Riley’s hand. “The car was bought with my salary, and you forced me to take loans from the company…”
Riley, infuriated, pushed him hard to the ground. “You ungrateful fool!”
“Clear your head. Why are you caring so much about them! I’m your mother!” Melinda stood in front of him, looking down disdainfully.
Drew looked at them, feeling a coldness in his heart. He could no longer bear this selfish family.
“Ah!” He roared in anger and ran off.
“Hey! Where are you going!” Melinda called out, trying to chase after him.
Riley held her back. “Leave him. He has no money. He’ll come crawling back soon enough.”
“How could you raise such a foolish son,” Grandma scoffed at Melinda, then looked toward the street where Drew had run off. “He has no money, but worst comes to worst, he’ll go to his aunt. Let’s worry abou ourselves.”
“Should we stick with the plan and head back to our hometown tomorrow morning to lay low?” Melinda asked.
“Of course. Do you want to be torn apart by those neighbors!” Grandma shot her a glance.
Melinda nodded.
Camila got off the bus after dinner and walked back to Cedarhill Estate.
As the elevator doors opened, she saw Connor standing at the entrance. She paused, surprised. “What are you doing here?” Ads by PubFuture
Connor gave her a brief glance. “Just checking on you.”
His pupils suddenly dilated as he stepped toward Camila, lowering his head. His eyes intensely focused on her face, brows furrowed. “What happened to your face!”
Camila suddenly remembered the bruise on her face and quickly covered it with her hand. “It’s nothing.”
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