My Family Tried To Ruin My Life

“Chloe, you must’ve had a wild time overseas, didn’t you?”

My sister-in-law, Fiona, whom I was meeting for the first time, suddenly blurted this out when I came home for the holidays.

“That necklace looks familiar. Black for in-person, white for video, blue for custom orders, red for no limits. What level are you at?”

My relatives, who had just been prying about my income, collectively gasped in shock.

“No wonder you insisted on going abroad. You were afraid of being seen if you were selling yourself here, huh?”

Mom and Dad were furious.

“Get out! Don’t you dare stain our family’s name!”