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!"

I kept smiling and replied calmly, "I paid for these food, so it's within my right to dispose of them, right?"

The mess on the ground startled my uncle and aunt in the room. When they found out, they were dumbfounded and asked, "Jesse, what are you doing?"

I ignored them and continued to say to Fiona, "Oh, and I heard that you haven't been working yet, and you are supported by the family - remember to sweep the floor before going back to your room. You are living here for free, so at least do some work."

While Fiona was yelling downstairs, I had a good sleep upstairs.

In the days that followed, Fiona was obviously much more well-behaved. She didn't dare to throw a tantrum in front of me, and I never bothered to argue with her.

When I was abroad before, I found some problems with the company's finances. So, after I came back, although I didn't start out as an intern, I didn't jump in directly either. Instead, I started with a lower position.

I didn't reveal my identity and quickly became friends with everyone in the department. During this period of time, I also got to hear a lot of office gossip.

But the more I heard, the more alarmed I felt.

I heard that our former boss was killed by a gang of thieves. Fortunately, our current CEO took over the company; otherwise, the company would have closed down long ago.

"Yes, yes, I heard about it too. It was said that the former boss had a daughter who was a little gangster and a speedster. Our boss was kind-hearted. It was said that he had raised her abroad and provided for her."

In the past few years, when I was abroad, my uncle held the title of general manager in the company, but it was just an empty title. Two years ago, he said that he could not do the job anymore and arranged for my cousin to take over his position. I didn't say anything and even increased my uncle's dividends.

How did the rumor spread that Tim was the company's boss?

I wanted to ask something else, but I received a phone call. I didn't bother to answer the phone and went back to the office.

Regarding the previous finance issues, after I got the company’s real account books, I entrusted one of my friends from a famous accounting firm to help me check them. Now, the results were out.

But it made me so angry that even my fingers were shaking.

"There are problems with the accounts, and the accounting irregularity is great, conservatively estimated to be tens of millions of dollars. I asked one of my friends in the industry, and he told me that your cousin was quite greedy."

I sat in the office for a long time that day.

This was an economic crime and must not be tolerated.

If it was someone else, I would have called the police directly, but the person on the other end was my cousin.

Even if I didn't care about him, I had to consider my uncle and aunt. They were old and had run around for our family over the years. Tim was their only son, and thus, I should try to hold back as I could.

I had a meeting in the evening, and suddenly I remembered that there was a document on my home computer. I didn't like others touching my things, so I just went back for it myself.

When I passed by my uncle and aunt's room, I wanted to greet them, but I heard my aunt blaming my uncle.

"I've said it before, Jesse was not an easy person to deal with. She had already started checking the accounts, and sooner or later, she will find out about you two. Don't be too soft-hearted. We're already at the end of the rope."

"Wait a little longer. She just returned home, after all."

My aunt cursed and kept walking around the room, "What are we waiting for? Wait for her to find out that you and Tim were corrupt, or to find out that you were the one who killed her parents?"

Their words made my blood freeze.

My parents were murdered?!

I stood there, feeling as if I were falling into an icy cave, and heard the usually amiable uncle's ferocious voice, "What are you yelling about? Don't forget, you killed her mother, and neither of us could escape responsibility!"

My aunt's voice was obviously guilty. "But I, I had done it as you said. Stop talking nonsense. I told you, Jesse gave me a month to vacate the villa. If things keep going like this, she may well find out the truth someday. I told you at the beginning to kill this little girl. She would cause troubles for us. But you hesitated. Why not do away with her just then? Why did you have to drag it on until now-"

As she spoke, she asked again, "Hadn't the driver already come out? Why don't you contact him again, give him some money, and ask him to kill this little bitch!"

My uncle hummed and said, "Okay."

I went up to the attic in a daze. I leaned against the door, my teeth chattering.

There was something wrong with my parents' death. I didn't even notice my potential enemies.

Now, they are sharpening their knives and pointing them at me.

I heard the laughter of my cousin and his wife downstairs. They had come back from outside.

This family was all ungrateful people. I couldn't stay here. I have to find evidence as soon as possible and send them all to jail!

But as soon as I went downstairs, my cousin’s wife called me and asked, “Why are you back?”

My cousin had gone to the bathroom, and she rolled her eyes at me, "Doesn't the company have a rule that you are not allowed to leave early? You are so bold. Do you really think our money is windfall?"

I sneered and glanced at her, "Yes, I think so."

All of their money was tainted by the blood of my parents!

"Why look at me like that?"

She was startled by my expression and suddenly came close to me and said, "Jesse, I have good news for you. I'm pregnant."

Before I understood what she meant, she took a step back, sat on the ground in a particularly funny way, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Husband, Jesse hit my stomach, my child——"

Tim rushed out of the bathroom while barely pulling up his pants and punched me in the cheek.

I fell to the side, trying to dodge, but he held me down and kicked me a few more times.

Fiona was sitting on the ground, snickering at me viciously.

Though held down by a grown man, I managed to raise my knee and hit him hard in the groin.

The next second, a shrill howl sounded, and he fell off me, rolling back and forth on the ground.

Fiona was startled and rushed to help him. I was gasping for breath, pressed the neighborhood security button for help, and dialed 911.

My uncle and aunt also rushed over. My aunt went to help Tim and asked anxiously how he was. My uncle looked at me and asked, "Why did you fight? Jesse, are you okay?"

The latter part of the sentence was perfunctory, and I didn't reply to him. I saw the security guard coming in and pointed at Tim, "He beat me for no reason. Please help me call ambulance. Thank you."

I was the head of the household recorded in the neighborhood system, so even if this family was a long-term resident, I would be the one who was given priority protection if something happened.

Tim was shaking with pain. Fiona first gritted her teeth and rushed towards me, "How dare you hit my husband? I will fight you, you little bitch!"

As a result, before she could hit me, she was stopped by the security guards.

My aunt also cried and wiped her tears, "Jesse, we are all family, what do you want to do?"

The uncle talked to the security guards and said, "This was our family affairs. You guys go back first."

The security guards ignored them. After all, I was the owner of the house.

I ignored them but quietly pointed my phone camera at them.

When I overheard them talking outside the door, I turned on the recording mode and never turned it off.

The police and ambulance arrived almost at the same time.

I explained the situation first, saying that it was Tim who attacked me and that I was acting in self-defense. Fiona then scolded me, "Bullshit, you hit my stomach first, and I'm a pregnant woman. You're killing me on purpose!"

When she said this, she also said to the police, "Officer, you came at the right time. This woman beat my husband and deliberately killed me. She was a scoundrel. She stayed in our house and wanted to harm our whole family so that she could take over our property!"

When I heard her say this, I was so angry that I laughed. Even the police were shocked and looked at me.

I looked at her and asked slowly, "You said I was coveting your family's property, but did you know that I am the owner of this villa?"

This time, not only Fiona but also my uncle and aunt were shocked. They were still at a loss and didn’t know whether to be happy about Fiona’s pregnancy or scared about me calling the police.

At this moment, he waved his hands quickly, "Jesse, stop talking..."

Unfortunately, I ignored his pleas. Instead, Fiona raised her voice sharply, "What did you say? How could it be yours? My husband showed me the property title deed! Besides, you are a poor fresh graduate whose parents have died..."

Before she could finish her words, I raised my hand and slapped her.

"Your parents are still alive, but why didn't they teach you to respect others?"

The police came over to stop me. Fiona was very excited and struggled to hit me. She was scolded by the police and said angrily, "Officer, this was a liar. Mom and Dad, please say something!"

My uncle and aunt didn't dare to speak. I took out the property certificate from my bag and handed it to the police, "This was my property certificate. The neighborhood security guards could also testify that the householder had always been me."

I looked at Fiona's incredulous expression and reminded her, "Oh, not just this villa, the company was also mine. My parents founded it and made a will before they died. All the shares are in my hands. It had nothing to do with your parents-in-law and your husband. In exact terms, you and your whole family are the ones who lived off me."