Nephew Smashed a Porcelain Vase Worth $200000 in the Museum

My nephew Hale Nelson broke a porcelain vase worth 200,000 dollars in the museum.

I argued with the museum staff. Finally, they only had to pay 110,000 dollars in damages.

Later, Hale had no money to start a business, so he asked his mother Ella Clark for money, but she said,

"This is all your aunt Kelly Nelson's fault. If she hadn't insisted on paying compensation, we wouldn't have ended up like this. Now your father and I have no money."

Hale held a grudge against me and came to my house to steal money, but I caught him.

He actually beat me to death.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day we went to the museum.

Now, I chose to remain silent.

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When I opened my eyes, everything around me was in chaos.

Ella was yelling at the uniformed staff around her.

"How can a porcelain vase be worth 200,000 dollars? You think we don't know its real price and are trying to blackmail us!"

The staff member looked disdainful and spoke with contempt,

"Your child broke the porcelain vase. According to the rules of our museum, you have to compensate according to the price. In the museum, every piece of collection is priceless. The porcelain vase is already very cheap."

As she spoke, she looked Ella up and down and her eyes overflowed with contempt.

Ella was too embarrassed to speak. She pulled Hale next to her and hit him, cursing,

"Are you blind? Why you bumped into this porcelain vase! I said we shouldn't come here, but someone didn't agree. Now you are in trouble, but she's become a coward."

I knew she was scolding me. I was stunned and countless images came to my mind.

Looking around, I remembered.

In my previous life, I suggested that we take Hale to visit the museum during the holiday.

My brother Chad Nelson was busy with work and couldn't come, so I paid for it and did my best along the way.

Hale was so naughty that he accidentally broke the porcelain vase worth 200,000 dollars in the museum.

I negotiated with the staff for a long time, saying all the nice things I could, and finally they only had to pay 110,000 dollars in damages.

Many years later, Hale asked his mother for money to start a business, but she said that the 110,000 dollars they paid out was all the money they had and she had no money to give him.

After hearing what she said, Hale also thought that it was all my fault that they were going through such a hard time.

He actually ran to my house late at night to steal money, but he didn't expect to be caught by me.

"Hale, it's illegal to steal money. I have never treated you badly since you were little. Is this how you repay me?"

Hale showed no remorse at all. Instead, he spoke to me viciously.

"You owe us this. If you hadn't been so nosy, we wouldn't have to pay the 110,000 dollars."

It turned out that they thought it was all my fault.

I took out my cell phone to call the police, but Hale panicked. He picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and hit me on the head with it.

When he saw that I was no longer breathing, he threw me down from the building to make it look like suicide.

When my mother and others arrived, Hale knelt on the ground and confessed to them.

My mother loved her grandson. Chad and Ella loved their son.

When the police came to my house to find out what happened, my mother performed in tears.

"My daughter is usually under too much pressure at work. I didn't expect that she would kill herself."

My death was ruled a suicide.

They took my money and enjoyed.

Now, I pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Ella's words. I just looked at my feet in silence without saying a word.