Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 826

"You little brat! How could you hit your aunt?"

The boy scowled, screaming at the top of his lungs, "I'll hit her if I want! Why is she kicking us out? Dad said everything in the Shawcross family belongs to me, and all this old spinster's money is mine too!"

"Shut your mouth," Gregory snapped. Terrified the kid would blurt out something even more damning, he slapped the boy across the face.

The boy burst into loud wails and was quickly dragged back by Sheila.

Gregory let out a dismissive scoff. "He's just a kid, don't take it personally. Marissa, I heard from people around town that you're working for some very important folks now. You're rolling in cash. We're family, after all. Now that your brother is in a tight spot, shouldn't you help us out?"

Marissa turned around, pulled the front door wide open, and spoke with absolute absolute finality. "Get out."

Seeing that she wasn't going to budge, Gregory dropped the act. He plopped down onto her sofa, crossing his legs arrogantly. "What? Got a little money and forgot your own last name? Let me tell you right now, since I made the trip all the way to this rich city, I'm not leaving empty-handed."

Marissa knew exactly what kind of bloodsucker he was. Refusing to waste another breath on him, she pulled out her phone.

Seeing this, Sheila rushed forward and grabbed her arm. "Marissa, ignore him. You know your brother is just all bark and no bite. You've been away from home for so long, he talks about you every single day."

Marissa shoved Sheila away coldly. Back then, it was Sheila who had come up with the brilliant idea to sell her off to clear the debt.

"Stop wasting your breath. You're all a bunch of leeches."

Sheila's face instantly hardened, and she let out a cold sneer. "Did you hear that? She's treating us like thieves."

Enraged, Gregory slapped his thigh and stood up. "Fine! You want to kick us out? Give us the money!"

"I don't have any money."

"No money?"

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