I pulled out a calculator and pressed a few numbers. "Oh, my! The money I've spent on your sister during the last few years has far exceeded the 70 thousand dollars I had in my PayPal account!"

Gregory finally realized why I was making these mocking remarks. He snapped, "Jess is renovating her yard! Once it's done, it'll make things more comfortable for us when we visit her place.

"We just used some of your money. Why are you being so fussy about it? Jess is like a mother to me too. In the past, she—"

I had no interest in listening to what Gregory had to say. I cut him off and said scornfully, "So, she's like a mother to you…

"When I needed to undergo surgery for appendicitis, I asked you to transfer 20 thousand dollars to my account immediately. Yet, you gave the money to Jess so that she could buy a bag that cost 25 thousand dollars. I almost died because of a gastrointestinal rupture!

"I wanted to spend two thousand dollars so that Harry could get a health checkup. Yet, you spent five thousand dollars on a health checkup for Holly instead. Fortunately, Harry went for a checkup. Otherwise, he might have died because of the flu!

"This time, my Uncle Patrick needed to borrow money from me for an emergency. You knew how his family had always been kind to us. Yet, you gave all that money to Jess without my knowledge!

"Gregory, you and your sister share a close relationship. She's been staying at our place for months without paying a single penny for food or rent. Did she ever bother getting some groceries for us in return?

"She used my money for her entertainment. I even had to wash her dirty underwear. Am I your fucking nanny?"

Gregory's eyes were bloodshot. He seemed a little stunned after being shouted at by me.

Then, he flung the diaper I had taken off Harry not too long ago at me. Harry wailed in fear.

"Sasha, our society has always stressed the importance of family duty! Are you trying to make me a bad brother by making me ignore my own sister? Besides, Jess didn't even spend that much of your money for you to be making such a big fuss about it!"

I was making a big fuss about it?

I nodded and snickered, "Yeah, she hasn't spent that much money… She's simply used up all the money I saved for my family's use!"

Even the money I had put aside for emergencies, like when Harry fell sick, was used by Gregory to buy clothes for his niece, Holly Jarvis.

"Fine. If you care about Jess so much and want to be a good brother so badly, you can look for a job yourself! You should hold onto those values of family duty! Or we can just get a divorce. I'm useless now since I've lost my job."

The muscles on Gregory's face twitched since he was exasperated. This was the first time I had expressed such strong emotions.

"Why you! Sasha Turner, how dare you ask for a divorce? Just wait and see!"

Gregory and Jessica stormed off, slamming the front door behind them. Eventually, I managed to calm Harry down.

After I packed our things, I took Harry to a five-star hotel, where we enjoyed the full VIP guest treatment.

In truth, the Chance family members despised Harry.

Harry was born so thin and frail that we almost lost him. He had to stay in an incubator for a month.

The Chance family felt that a child like Harry brought ominous energy and would not survive until he reached adulthood. They even planned to abandon Harry while keeping me in the dark.

It had not even been a month after I gave birth to Harry, but Gregory tried to force himself on me to get me pregnant again. I suffered massive blood loss due to him being so rough.

After that, Gregory tried various ways for us to get a second child. In the end, I prepared a fake diagnosis report and gave it to him.

"You'll be infected if you try to get intimate with me again."

Gregory said that I was filthy for catching this type of disease. He finally gave up trying.

Jessica had a daughter named Holly, and Gregory adored her. He wouldn't smoke around Holly since he was afraid of how the smoke might be harmful to her.

At home, Gregory was always smoking. Harry had once gotten admitted to the hospital because of that.

Gregory knew all of Holly's likes and dislikes. Yet, he was completely unaware that Harry was allergic to honey.

Who said that a young child wouldn't know much?

Harry would lower his head and stay silent when he saw Gregory. Yet, when he was with me, Harry was usually bright and cheerful.

A new five-star hotel opened near our place, and they claimed to have the best recreation room for families to try various games. They promoted it with a slogan.

"Give your child a happy childhood."

I suggested bringing Harry to the place with Gregory, but Gregory said it would be a waste of money. Soon enough, he took Holly to the place instead.

That day, Jessica updated her social media page with a collage of nine photos. Holly was smiling brightly and innocently in each of them. The caption read, "Give your child a happy childhood."

That night, Harry came down with a high fever. I took him to the emergency room of a pediatric hospital. The doctor said that Harry might have ended up with cerebral palsy if I had sent him to the hospital any later than that.

Gregory scoffed back then. "He might not even be mine. Why does he keep falling sick? He should have just died before you could give birth to him back then."

I couldn't fathom how Gregory, the father of the child, could say something like that.

The treatment we received at the five-star hotel was superb. Harry was having so much fun.

"Mommy, this is fun! I like it!" he shrieked excitedly.

I stayed beside Harry, and the two of us enjoyed a wonderful time playing. When I looked to the side, I felt a bit sad since I could see families of three around us enjoying quality time together.

Harry and I looked radiant the next day.

Just as I entered the house, I received a call from Clara.

"Sasha, I've always thought that you're thoughtful and understanding. So, how could you say something like that and hurt your family's feelings?

"Jess is your sister-in-law. She's facing difficulties, and you have money. What's wrong with helping her a little?

"That's all I have to say. If you don't come and apologize to Greg and Jess, don't even think about stepping into the Chance residence again!"

"That's exactly what I want. Do these people really think they're some sort of royalty?" I wondered.

Clara hung up right after she was done talking. I was delighted to have another moment of peace. After that, Harry and I took a nap together.

I was awakened by the slam of the door.

Harry was crying. Frowning, I soothed him. I looked up and realized we had guests. Clara, Jessica, and Gregory were all here.

Pointing a finger at me, Clara scolded me as though I'd committed a terrible crime. "Sasha! You made a fuss when Jessica used a few tens of thousands of your money, but you spent ten thousand dollars last night in the hotel! Have you gone nuts?"

Oh, right. Gregory had secretly linked his number to my bank account before this. He would know whenever I spent money.

Clara grabbed my hair and dragged me toward her. Hugging Harry tightly, I shoved her aside.

"You!"

The Chance family stared at me. They looked like they were going to beat me up.

With my head held high, I returned their gazes with a warning glare.

Calming down, Clara then signaled to Gregory before she left the room.

Gregory glared at me dangerously. "Come out! We need to talk."

I calmed Harry down and gave him an expensive chocolate bar. When we were going out, Jessica stared intently at the chocolate Harry held.

"That chocolate bar costs more than 100 dollars. Holly can't even bring herself to have some, yet you're giving it to your son!"

I retorted calmly, "Is there a problem with me spending my hard-earned money on chocolates for my son?"

Jessica snorted.

Suddenly, Clara hit my leg with a feather duster, and it immediately became swollen. "Sasha, you know the family rules! Being loyal and respectful is the most important one of them all! You're being very disloyal. Hurry up and apologize to Jessica and Gregory!"

I thought she had gone crazy. Gregory took money from my account without my permission. Why was I the one who should apologize?

"Are you sure you're in your right mind?" I asked.

Clara didn't expect me to challenge her right after she lectured me about being respectful. Through gritted teeth, she hissed, "I dare you to repeat that!"

"Are you too old to understand me now?"

Gregory snatched the feather duster from her, preparing to hit me.

Right then, a voice came from the door. "Enough!"

Just wonderful. Even Jessica's husband, Frank Jarvis, was here. He brought Holly with him.

"Sweetie, you're here!" Gregory exclaimed the moment he saw Holly. He even spoke in a honeyed tone. However, when Harry bawled his eyes out just now, he didn't even cast Harry a single glance.

The Chance family and Frank sat across from me. Right then, I felt like I was being interrogated.

Frank said, "Sasha, we're family. It's only tens of thousands of dollars. It's not like we can't pay you back."

I almost forgot. Frank was unemployed too. Gregory undercounted the sum Frank used. I paid for Frank's lifestyle needs, even the 500 dollars he spent on prostitutes.

I nodded. "When will you pay me back then?"

"Anytime," he replied confidently.

I instantly recited the amount he owed me. "You owe me 66 thousand dollars this time, 5200 dollars for Holly's tuition fees she requested on Thanksgiving, and 30 thousand dollars from when Jessica said she was sick on Labor Day.

"During the New Year, you and Jessica wanted to buy a house near Holly's school and asked Greg to give you 150 thousand dollars…"

The Chances were stunned, as though they had only found out about his debt now.

"Also, there's the time you solicited a prostitute—"