Instantly leaping to her feet, Heather exclaimed, “W-what?! B-but that’s their hard-earned money…! Don’t you think that that’s a bit extreme…?!”
The twins themselves were already glaring at her. Though they already knew that she didn’t like them, to think that she hated them to the point where she’d make such terms!
Ignoring their glares, Xavia replied, “Is it? Can you truly say that after what you did to Jenna and I? Remember, Jenna is now dead because of how poorly you two raised her. Also, you left me alone in the countryside without any money or protection back then. Why aren’t you thinking about that, hmm? Honestly, James and Jacob have it much better than I do. After all, they’re both safe and healthy, are they not?”
“My parents aren’t even bothering to ask you for compensation, so what are you complaining about? Did you really think that James and Jacob would just give you riches when you haven’t given me anything? Lastly, though it’s true that the twins have earned their own money, those assets still belong to the Frankstons. With that said, now that they’re returning to you, it’s only right for them to leave everything behind!”
By this point, Heather and Francis were clenching their fists in rage! The twins themselves were quick to growl, “Well said…! We won’t even take a single shirt! In fact, feel free to throw away our old clothes!”
Watching as the two men strode off, Xavia knew that she had successfully made them hate her. Even so, she knew that this was the only way to reveal Francis and Heather’s true colors. Regardless, the Frankstons left shortly after…
“…You should’ve just let us be the villains, you know…?”
“Indeed… The two probably hate you by now…”
Smiling subtly at her concerned parents, Xavia replied, “Don’t worry, I know how hard it was for you two to say those things to them earlier… It’s better for them to just hate me. After all, I can only imagine how devastated they would’ve felt had you played the villains earlier…”
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