My father Sam Wilson always treated my uncle Bruce Wilson and his family well.

He would give them whatever they needed.

He even wanted to give my house to my cousin Luis Wilson.

I didn't understand why Sam was so nice to Luis until I saw Sam with another woman in a video.

That woman was...

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As soon as I entered the house, I heard my parents arguing again.

"Why should we give our house to outsiders?" My mother Jenny Wilson shouted angrily with red eyes.

Sam frowned, looking as if he didn't care at all.

"Luis is not an outsider. He is your nephew. How can he get married without a house?

"Bruce's family is not well off. As his brother, I have to help him.

"Stop messing around. Anyway, I have promised to give the house to Luis." Sam said in an unquestionable tone.

But I was the owner of the house.

"Dad, what are you talking about? That house is mine. You have no right to give it to others!"

Putting my arms around Jenny's shoulders, I suppressed the anger in my heart and looked at Sam.

Jenny said, "Yes, the house is Ann's. Stop meddling in Bruce's family affairs."

Sam was unhappy, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

Pointing at my nose, he angrily said, "What do you need a house for? You will get married sooner or later.

"Transfer the house to Luis. Do you hear me?"

Since I was young, Sam had always considered Bruce's family.

Over the years, Jenny had been working hard to make money, while Sam had just stayed at home.

But the more money Jenny saved, the faster Sam spent it.

When Luis was born, Sam was happier than Bruce. He took him out to show and even gave Luis the jewelry my grandmother Elizabeth Clarke gave me.

When I was a child, Sam never gave me pocket money, but he often bought clothes and toys for Luis. Sam even paid the tuition for Luis' school secretly.

Bruce wanted to be a taxi driver, and Sam used up all Jenny's savings to buy him a car.

My aunt Mary had no job, so Sam let her work at Jenny's restaurant. Mary was lazy and always made things worse. She even took the money Jenny left at the counter.

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Many things showed that Sam treated Bruce and his family well.

Jenny was honest and not very talkative. She was annoyed by Sam's behavior, but Sam said, "I am Bruce's older brother. This is what I should do. You should be more generous."

Jenny was so angry that she couldn't eat for several days, but Sam thought Jenny was too petty.

I didn't understand why Sam was so shameless. He spent Jenny's money and still complained about her.

Sam, like my grandparents, didn't like me.

When I went to my grandparents' house during the holidays, they always hugged Luis and kissed him, praising his good looks, but treated me coldly.

When eating, they always made delicious food for Luis.

If I wanted to eat some delicious food, my grandma Olivia Wilson would scold me.

Sam would hit my hand, saying that I was rude.

Then he asked Luis to eat more.

Sometimes, I suspected that Luis was Sam's biological son.

At that time, I was young and had no say.

But I was an adult now, and I didn't want to be exploited anymore, and I didn't want Jenny's money to be given away to others.

I protected Jenny behind me and said to Sam, "Dad, stop talking. Jenny and I will not agree.

"You've given a lot of money to Uncle's family over the years. That's saved by Mom by working day and night.

"Look at the wrinkles on Mom's face. Do you still have a conscience?

"Have you ever taken care of your family? Have you ever given money to us? If you like Uncle's family so much, then move to their house."

I wanted to vent out all the anger of all the years.

When Sam saw that I dared to resist him, he became furious and raised his hand to hit me, but was stopped by Jenny.

The slap landed on Jenny's face, and she grimaced in pain.

Sam was stunned for a moment, then yelled at me. "You dare to go against your father!"

Then he pointed at Jenny and said, "I'm making this clear today. If you don't give Luis the house, we're getting divorced!"

With red eyes, Jenny looked at Sam in disbelief.

After a long while, she replied, "Okay, let's divorce. You can live with Bruce's family. I've had enough."

Jenny couldn't stop crying, but her tone was firm.

Jenny's answer stunned Sam and me.

Jenny always contributed to the family and only hoped that she would stay with Sam together.

She was kind to Sam, and she always tolerated him no matter what he did.

I guessed Jenny's patience had reached its limit.

Seeing Jenny's determination, Sam suddenly stepped forward and touched Jenny's face, looking distressed. "Jenny, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?

"I was just joking. Don't take it seriously. We are still family.

"I just made some soup. Drink some."

As I watched this scene, I just felt it was ironic.

How could Sam have the courage to get a divorce? Without Jenny, he was nothing.

He changed his attitude immediately.

But Jenny fell for it and her expression softened.

I felt disappointed. I hoped they could break up completely.

I had had enough of it.

In the next few days, Sam kept following Jenny around and taking care of her.

He also went to the restaurant to help Jenny.

He no longer mentioned the house but instead kept brainwashing Jenny.

"We only have one daughter. After she gets married, no one will take care of us in our old age.

"Luis is well-behaved and sensible. If we help him now, it will be an investment,"

Sam was like a salesman, trying hard to promote his products.

He was trying to make black into white. In fact, Luis was a loser.

Sam wasn't serious about his work at all. He would slack off when working as a security guard in the factory.

Fortunately, Jenny ignored Sam's words and just watched him coldly.

Soon, it was Thanksgiving Day.

Some people came uninvited.

While we were having dinner, the doorbell rang.

Bruce and Mary were carrying some fruits, followed by Luis who looked lazy with messy hair.

"Well, you are having dinner. We arrived at the right time." Mary came in with a smile and said.

"Ann, you are getting more and more beautiful."

Sam pushed me and said, "You are so rude. Greet them."

Glaring at Sam coldly, I continued eating and ignored him.

Sam invited Bruce's family to sit down and eat together.

After Bruce sat down, he rubbed his hands and said, "Sam, Luis is at the age to get married. You promised to give us a house. When are we going to handle the transfer?"

Mary also looked at my parents with excitement and anticipation.

Jenny's face froze. She looked at Sam and scolded him, "Why did you promise them? I said the house belonged to Ann. Why do you want to give it to outsiders?"

I said with a smile, "Bruce and Mary, Sam has no right to deal with the house. It belongs to me. As long as I don't agree, no one can take it away.

"If you want it, you can give us three million dollars."

The smiles on Bruce's and Mary's faces immediately disappeared, and they looked at me angrily.

Sam glared at me and said with a smile, "We are family, and we can discuss it later."

Bruce became unhappy. "Sam, didn't you say that Jenny would listen to you? Why don't you give the house to me now? Did you lie to me?"

Jenny looked at Bruce and Mary coldly without speaking.

Mary said to Sam in a sarcastic tone, "Sam, why are you so obedient to your family? Don't you even have the right to make the decision? I wouldn't dare to yell at Bruce like that."

Sam's face turned pale, perhaps because he felt his dignity was insulted.

As he slammed the table, he stood up and yelled at Jenny, "You dare to argue with me!"

Then, he pointed at me and tried to coerce me. "Ann, if you don't give the house to Luis, you are not my daughter!"

I was so angry that I yelled at Sam, "Stop yelling! This family is supported by Jenny. Stop talking nonsense here."

Sam's face turned red, and he wanted to beat me again.

Jenny grabbed him and said to Bruce and Mary, holding back her anger. "Stop talking. We won't give you the house. You can go now."

As I looked at Bruce and Mary, I laughed. "Uncle and Aunt, do you want to take my house away for free?"

Bruce said, "How can you talk to your father like that? You are going to get married anyway, so you should give the house to Luis."

Mary covered her mouth and laughed. "Yes, Ann, give the house to Luis. In the future, he can take care of your parents in their old age."

Sam said, "Yes, this will reduce your pressure. You should be grateful. Don't take their kindness for granted."

Feeling angry, I retorted without any hesitation.

"Luis is in his twenties, but he's still lazy at home. Can I rely on him to take care of my parents? He comes to my house every day to ask for money.

"Last time he asked my mother to introduce him to a job, but he beat up his boss.

"You should keep him for your old age!"

Luis was eating as if it had nothing to do with him, but when he heard me talking about him, he scolded me with a dark face.

"Bitch, what nonsense are you talking about? I will tear your mouth apart!" As he said that, he was about to rush over to hit me.

I wasn't scared at all.

I sneered and reached out to overturn the table. The food, drinks, and plates all fell on Bruce and his family, making them look embarrassed.

The dishes fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and the whole place was a mess.

Luis was so angry that he was about to hit me.

I ran into the kitchen and came out with a knife.

I swung it at him fiercely with bloodshot eyes and shouted coldly, "Come on! I'll kill you and then commit suicide!

"From now on, we won't give you a penny. Get out!"

Everyone was frightened by my behavior.

Jenny's face turned pale as she pulled my sleeve and shook her head.

Finally, Bruce left with his family. They cursed all the time as they left.

I threw away the fruits they brought.

After that day, Bruce no longer came to our house.

Seeing that Jenny and I were not as easy to deal with as before, Sam stopped making trouble.

Our life returned to normal.

One morning, I went to the kitchen to get some water.

When I passed the balcony, I heard Sam talking on the phone.