Chapter 2

“Honestly, this decade of happiness? You stole every bit of it.”

My sister sat opposite me, blowing a smoke ring into the air:

“Even though I eloped with your boyfriend back then, my husband and son are still *my* husband and son. That doesn't give you the right to turn around and take over my family.”

She tapped off the cigarette ash:

“I won't pursue the matter of you stealing my things. Now, I’m giving Julian Vance back to you.

“You give me back my husband and son.”

I clenched my fists—

Julian Vance had gone bankrupt a while ago.

His financial situation was even tighter than David Miller's back then.

“Sister, you really know how to pick your moments. Stealing your sister's boyfriend when your husband's down and out, then coming back to be the rich wife after you've had your fill?”

*CRASH!*

The ashtray slammed to the floor by my feet. My sister lifted her chin:

“Is that how you talk to your older sister?

“And, Maya Summers, while I might have had a little something with your boyfriend, *you* seduced your brother-in-law and took over my son!

“That’s *my* son, whom I just gave birth to! Don't you think you're utterly despicable and shameless?

“Think about it, which is more disgusting and dirty!”

My breath caught.

She stood up, came over to me, and looked down on me:

“If you dare refuse, I’ll spill all your dirty secrets. Then we’ll see who gets more hate, you or me.”

I didn't really care about getting criticized.

Growing up, simply having enough to eat and drink was my only desire.

Back when I was dating Julian Vance, didn't everyone accuse me of only caring about money?

I just thought of Leo.

The sweet way that kid called me Mom.

If this came out, what would he think?

What would David Miller think?

Taking a deep breath, I spoke:

“Give me three days.”

My sister frowned.

“What for? Don't I need to pack my bags?

“Shouldn't I clean up the traces I've left behind for you?

“Don't I need to write you a briefing about the changes these two have gone through in the last ten years?”

My sister's expression finally softened a bit.

She let out a cold sneer:

“If you dare to trick me, I promise you'll regret it!”