When I came back from studying abroad, my aunt prepared delicious food to welcome me, and my uncle warmly invited me back to work in my family's company.

No sooner than I was moved by the enthusiasm of my relatives, my cousin and his wife said,

"You could work in the company, but you have to start as an intern."

"I'm not used to living together with an outsider, not even a nanny. So let her go out and rent a house."

An awkward silence descended upon the scene, and I looked at my uncle and aunt with a frown.

The house was mine, and the company was mine, too.

So what was she talking about?

On the day I returned home, I found that I had failed the house's facial verification, and the password was changed as well.

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, my cousin's wife finally came to open the door for me in her slippers, saying impatiently, "You are an adult already. Don't you know to inform us ahead of time before you come to our house?"

I was stunned for a moment, and before I could say anything, my aunt came over, rubbing her hands on her apron. She smiled and said, "Jesse, finally you return home. You look thinner than before. I arrange a dinner for you, so come in, come in."

My aunt's enthusiasm dispelled my doubts. I followed her into the house and saw a table full of dishes.

"I went to the supermarket early in the morning and let the maidservant cook these dishes. Jesse, it's all your favorite ones."

My uncle smiled flatteringly as he took my luggage and said he would put it away for me, "Don't worry about it. You are already home. We would wait upon Princess Jesse for anything."

I felt a little embarrassed and mouthed 'thanks', and then my aunt pulled me aside and asked me about my life while abroad.

My cousin's wife rolled her eyes and went upstairs, muttering, "Do you even know who's the true master here? Living in other's house without paying is an act so shameless."

I didn't hear it clearly, but I heard the shameless part clearly. I frowned and asked her, "Who are you talking about, sister-in-law?"

My aunt smiled and tried to smooth things over. She took me to the kitchen and said in a low voice, "A few days ago, a relative from her mother's side came over to eat and drink for free. She was angry with them. Jesse, don't argue with your sister-in-law."

My aunt shed tears. I saw that she didn't look like acting, so I comforted her, "The house is big. If he was really a good person, it's okay for him to stay at our home for a few days. Please persuade my sister-in-law not to be so stingy, we are all a family."

This villa was my 18th birthday gift, but unfortunately, my parents passed away before they could see it finished.

I was studying abroad at the time, and my aunt wanted to move into it. I thought we were relatives, and she had done a lot in taking care of my mother, so I agreed.

The house was more than 500 square meters. Except for my master bedroom, which was not allowed to be touched, it was also home to their family of four. It could also accommodate a few more people.

My aunt smiled and agreed to it. My uncle had just placed my luggage properly for me, and then my aunt called all the family members to eat dinner.

My cousin was not very familiar with me, and he had only met my eldest sister-in-law a few times. The two of them ate in silence, but my uncle and aunt kept chatting with me warmly.

When the atmosphere was getting heated, I mentioned my future plans, "I will go to the company to start work in a couple of days. I couldn't just stay at home all the time."

Uncle's face froze, then he waved his hand while laughing, "It's good. Let Tim take you when the time comes. Tim, ask the HR department to make arrangements for Jesse. Some sly people had joined the company over the past two years, and we can't allow them to bully Jesse."

I was just about to say that there was no need to do that. In the past few years, when I was abroad, I handled all the company's businesses remotely. Now that I returned home, it was a good opportunity to discipline those unruly employees.

As a result, my cousin's face darkened, and he said with a bit of displeasure, "Dad, let's make it clear first, our company doesn't practice nepotism. Jesse could join the company, but she had to start as an intern."

I was stunned. As the person holding the most shares, why should I have to work as an intern first?

The uncle slapped him in the face, his face turning ugly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Jesse was your sister. Is there anything wrong asking you to protect your sister?!"

Before Tim could say anything, my cousin's wife threw down her fork and said, "Dad, what you said is wrong, isn't it? Jesse had been studying abroad so she could take up many menial jobs. We can't let her sit around idly, anyway. Also, didn't she have a home of her own? Why does she have to live in our house?"

She looked at me irritatedly and said, "I don't care about the company's affairs, but I'm not used to living together with an outsider. Even a maidservant couldn't do it, let alone her. Let her go out and rent a house."

I was stunned by Tim and his wife's attitudes. The villa was mine, and the company was mine too, but one of them asked me to start as an intern and the other asked me to move out?

Do they know who this house belonged to?

"You're right, an outsider should not live here."

I sneered and was about to throw a tantrum when my aunt held me back.

"Fiona, what nonsense are you talking about? If you do not know how to talk, get out of here and go back upstairs!"

As she spoke, she grabbed my hand and looked at me pleadingly, "Jesse, don't be angry. Your sister-in-law was muddle-headed today. I will teach her a lesson for you. This was your home, and no one could chase you out!"

The uncle beside him also smiled and said, "Yes, Jesse, don't be angry, you are our little princess."

As he spoke, he kicked his cousin's stool and told him to get out with his wife.

Tim and Fiona were also very angry. They dared to scold me but didn't dare to disobey my parents. They didn't go upstairs but went straight out.

The door slammed loudly, and the welcoming party ended unhappily. I asked, "Uncle and Aunt, what happened?"

My parents had a car accident a few years before. My father died on the spot, and my mother stayed in the hospital for more than a year before she also died.

By then, I was too busy studying abroad and wanted to drop out and come back, but my uncle and aunt stopped me.

"Even if you come back, you can't nurse your mother all the time, right? Auntie had enough time to do that, so I'll take care of your mother."

She took care of my mother wholeheartedly. Once, when I went to visit my mom, I saw my aunt changing a urine bag for her. She didn't mind the filth and tiredness and was much more reliable than a nurse.

My mother lay in bed for more than a year, and her body was clean until her death.

Although I paid her a salary more than that of a caregiver, the family love was more precious. And when my uncle and aunt later offered to maintain the villa for me, I agreed without hesitation.

We are all family, and I was abroad, and the house was just sitting there idle, so I let their whole family move in.

But I didn’t expect that I would be the one to be kicked out.

"My sister-in-law had only been married for two years, so I could understand that she didn't know that the villa was mine. But what's going on with the company?"

This company was founded by my parents. From a street shop to a company with hundreds of employees, it was the fruit of their hard work.

My uncle was uneducated, but when my parents were alive, they took great care of him, my father's only younger brother, and arranged a job for him.

Two years ago, my cousin Tim joined the company, and I was the one who approved his entry into the job. How come it’s the other way around now that it’s my cousin who arranged for me to be an intern?

My uncle laughed and explained to me, "Your cousin had been bullied in the company in the past two years, and he was afraid that you will be bullied by those oily old-hands when you enter the company."

My aunt also wiped away her tears sadly, "Jesse, it's all my fault. Fiona's parents said that they would not allow her to get married with Tim without a house. You know, we could't afford it... So we just lied that this house was ours. Jesse, could you do me a favor and not expose this matter first?"

She promised me, "I will explain it to her as soon as possible. Jesse, before that, please don't tell her the truth."

The house issue was nothing, I figured. I nodded and said, "But I have to go to the company. This was my parents' business. I couldn't just leave it unattended."

My uncle and aunt agreed, but when I returned to my room, I found that the master bedroom was occupied.

When the villa was being renovated, it was designed by my mother. Her love for me was reflected in every detail. The master bedroom was the one she was most satisfied with, and she selected all the furniture herself.

But she didn't get to see what it actually looked like.

Later, when my uncle and aunt moved in, I specifically told them that they could choose any room except the master bedroom.

But now, someone had moved into the master bedroom without my consent. It was filled with large photo frames, and the decorations were changed. As soon as I entered, I could smell a strong and pungent scent of perfume.

I was so angry that I was shaking all over. When I turned around, my aunt was kneeling in front of me.

"Jesse, listen to my explanation. When Fina got married, she insisted on living here, saying that she couldn't get married if she didn't. Jesse, please feel sympathy for your aunt. It's not easy for Tim to marry. We have emptied our family's savings. If she doesn't want to, the money we have spent will go in vain..."

My aunt was crying as she spoke, and even my uncle beside her was sighing. My aunt grabbed my sleeve. I suppressed my anger and went to help her up first.

"Aunt, get up first."

Making an elder kneel down in front of me? That wasn't my style.

But the aunt refused to get up, kneeling on the ground, and cried about her difficulties, "Your useless, incompetent cousin got hooked on Fiona, that his marriage almost cost all our family's savings. I don't want to follow her wishes, since this was your house. But, I really had no other choice, Jesse. Please forgive me!"

When she cried like this, my uncle wiped his face and said, "Before, when you were abroad, I wanted to tell you about this, but your aunt wouldn't let me do so. If I knew the situation would turn ugly like now, why did we not cancel Tim's marriage. We won't give a damn about the money that had been put in. I am really guilty and ashamed, Jesse!"

My uncle was about to bang his head against the wall, but I quickly stopped him, "Uncle, calm down, let's discuss this... let's discuss this."

It was just a master bedroom, anyway. How could I force this old couple to seek their death for it?

"I'll stay in another room for now, but you need to explain this to them as soon as possible."

They didn't want to lose face, which was understandable.

But I didn't expect that they would let me stay in the attic.

"This was arranged by your sister-in-law, but don't worry, Jesse. I will tell her the truth as soon as possible. Please, just bear with it for a while, okay?"

I suppressed my anger and gritted my teeth, "Okay, one month at most. Auntie, if you don't do it, I will do it myself then!"

Because of what my aunt said, I didn't bother with my cousin and Fiona for the time being, but I didn't expect that she would become even more aggressive.

"It's nice to live in someone else's house. what a cheeky beggar!"

"I was wondering why the fortune teller said I would encounter a jinx this year. It turns out this is how it is!"

I was busy with job-related matters and ignored her words. My uncle and aunt had already promised it, so I didn't bother to argue with her over this.

Unexpectedly, when it was time for dinner, she simply removed a chair.

"I'm sorry, there are only four chairs that could be used in the house, and there was no place for you to eat."

Fiona's expression was full of malice, "Why don't you eat while standing?"

I glanced at her and asked, "You know I ordered and paid for today's dishes, right?"

After spending a few years abroad, my obsession with homeland food reached its peak. My uncle and aunt were reluctant to spend too much money, so in order to stuff my stomach, I ordered all the meat for the dishes from a supplier that specialized in supplying raw materials to five-star hotels. The price was high, but the meat was fresh and delicious.

Fiona's face froze, and then she frowned, "So what? Do you think you are justified in living in my house?"

After being scolded last time, she had been picking on me. Now that my uncle and aunt were not around, she was even more blatantly aggressive, "If you want to eat, eat. If you don't want to eat, get out. Do you really think I have to serve you?"

I didn't want to talk to this kind of person anymore, so I turned around to leave. Then I saw Fiona throwing a handful of sugar wrappers on the ground, "Sweep the floor before you leave. You're living here for free, so at least do some work."

I stopped, turned around, and smirked at her.

The next moment, I picked up a plate on the table and threw it to the ground with a bang.

The soup splashed all over Fiona, and before she could react, I threw away the rest.

Fiona didn't react for a moment until I smashed all the dishes on the table. She pointed at me and yelled angrily, "Jesse, are you crazy!"