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Almost simultaneously, I received a private message from Rachel.
She sent me a set of photos.
They were all photos of me showering and changing clothes, taken secretly by her at
some point!
She said: [Sis, you forced my hand. I didn’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice.
From now on, you’d better play along nicely. Otherwise, I’ll post all these photos online and ruin your chances of ever getting married!]
I caught her meaningful glance and clenched my fists.
Aunt Karen linked arms with her, recounting everythin that had happened.
Rachel let out a faint “Oh” and looked at me, saying: “So that’s why you suddenly asked to
borrow $300,000 from me. It was all to show off!”
Aunt Karen laughed triumphantly: “I knew it! Emily, hurry up and transfer money back to me!”
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Rachel smiled at me: “Cousin, now that everyone knows the truth, you can drop the act.
Being unemployed isn’t shameful. Anyway, my business is successful now and I’m a big
boss. After the new year, I can get you an admin job at my company. You won’t starve. But
since there’s no need to pretend anymore, return the $300,000 I left with you!”
She’s really something.
Wanting to have her cake and eat it too. Maintaining her image while also trying to get money from me to pay off her debts!
I walked to the door and looked into the distance.
Sure enough, I saw a suspicious car parked under a tree. Probably debt collectors waiting for her to transfer the money.
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Seeing I didn’t respond, she smiled:
“Cousin, what are you spacing out for? Transfer the money!”
She waved her phone, hinting at the photos.
I grunted in acknowledgement and went back to the room with my phone.
Aunt Karen joyfully ushered her in, bragging about her success to everyone.
Five minutes later, I came out and turned on the TV, connecting it to screen mirroring.
Rachel looked at me eagerly: “Cousin, did you transfer the money?”
1 said nothing, silently projecting my phone screen onto the TV.
All our conversations appeared clearly on the big screen!
Her smile froze.
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The relatives‘ eyes widened.
Aunt Karen stared at the TV as if her soul had been sucked out.
Clueless Peter read out the contents of the messages:
“Cousin, I’m broke. Can you lend me $2,000 for rent? Otherwise I’ll really be kicked out!
Sis, my mom is pressuring me again. Can you buy some gifts for my family in my name? Thanks so much, I really have no money left!
I’ll post these photos online and ruin your chances of ever getting married!”
Rachel let out a piercing scream and took out her phone to post my photos.
I calmly swiped my screen, and the next moment, the content on the TV changed to a set of nude photos, but with the critical areas blurred out.
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It was the set Rachel had just sent me, except I had slightly altered the face to make it look like hers.
“Go ahead and post. I dare you to post yours too!”
She fell silent.
The whole room was deathly quiet.
Making Rachel’s suddenly ringing phone sound exceptionally loud.
She fell to her knees in front of me with a thud:
“Sis, please, lend me the money! They’re waiting for me outside. If I can’t pay it back, I’m finished. They have so many photos of me!”
The relatives were shocked: “Rachel, did you take out nude loans?”
It was self–evident.
Aunt Sarah muttered: “So it turns out Rachel was the one pretending all along. We
wronged Brynn.”
Just then, Aunt Karen, who had been silent for a long time, slapped Rachel hard across
the face.
She didn’t say a word, just grabbed Rachel’s hair and slapped her violently.
No one could stop her no matter how they tried.
Peter clapped on the sidelines: “Hit her good! Hit that lying good–for–nothing!”
Chunks of Rachel’s hair were torn out.
Just as she was about to speak, Aunt Karen started beating her mouth with a shoe:
“You dare trick your own mother?! You enjoy making me lose face, don’t you?!
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I’ll beat you to death, you shameless slut!”
Rachel was used to submitting, so she didn’t dare fight back. She just let herself be beaten as her jewelry fell to the ground.
The relatives tried to persuade her: “Karen, it’s Christmas. Stop hitting her. You’ve beaten her face crooked!”
Aunt Karen calmed down, then gave Rachel another vicious slap:
“You want me to give you money? Dream on! This money is mine! You got yourself into debt, I don’t care if you have to sell yourself or scam people, you pay it back yourself. Don’t come ruining the family!”
The relatives couldn’t bear to watch anymore and hurriedly said: “Karen, that money belongs to Rachel. How can you stand by when she’s in trouble? The child made a mistake, but she can change and earn money properly in the future. If she can’t pay it back, who knows what those people might do!”
Aunt Karen was completely unafraid: “That’s her fate! She deserves it! Who told her to be so useless she couldn’t keep her job? I’m keeping this money for Peter’s education. We can’t sell the car outside either – that’s for Peter to use in the future!”
In that instant, the dull look in Rachel’s eyes suddenly cleared, and a raging fire ignited
within them.
- it.
She grabbed Aunt Karen’s wrist as it came down for another slap and violently snapped
Everyone was stunned.
Before anyone could react, Aunt Karen had already been stabbed several times by the fruit knife in Rachel’s hand.
Blood splattered onto Aunt Karen’s eyes, still wide with shock.
Rachel sobbed through gritted teeth: “That was money I earned! When I’m in trouble, you won’t help, but you want to save it for my brother? You never loved me at all!”
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Rachel sobbed through gritted teeth: “That was money I earned! When I’m in trouble, you won’t help, but you want to save it for my brother? You never loved me at all!”
“I saw the security footage. You ruined my job! How dare you feel no guilt and still hit
me?”
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“Do you know what I went through for that car? What right do you have to take it? Huh? What right do you have?!”
“Ever since I was little, whenever I didn’t do well, you’d hit me and yell at me, not let me eat. When I started making money, I gave you 90% of it, but I never got a single word of praise when I came home!”
“I had a fever but no money for an injection. You gave the money to my brother for snacks instead, saying my life was cheap!”
“My life is cheap, is it? I’m just supposed to be your money–making tool, right? Huh? Say something!”
She stabbed several more times viciously.
Twenty years of resentment, on this night, erupted like an awakening volcano. Everywhere the lava flowed, death and desolation followed.
