A fake poverty that my parent build for me novel

16 The three of us finished the entire pot of noodles , not leaving a single strand behind .

The next day , Sebastian didnt return to San Francisco .

I dont have a stable job right now , he said .

I might as well try my luck here .

The cost of living is low .

There happened to be an empty room in the old house I shared with Aunt Zamara , so he decided to stay temporarily .

Aunt Zamara and I suggested he should try driving for a ride hailing service since he was a skilled driver .

After breakfast , he went out to buy some essentials .

Around noon , while he was still out , several luxury cars suddenly pulled up in front of the bathhouse .

The Sanders family had arrived the very people I least wanted to see .

Diana , holding her nose with a look of disgust , sneered , Yanna , you really are filthy trash , arent you ? You left behind the luxury of the city to live in this dogs nest? I clenched my teeth and replied , This is my home , not a dogs nest .

Aunt Zamara immediately stepped in front of me , shielding me from them .

Pointing at the Sanders family , she snapped , Youre the ones who bullied Yanna , arent you ? Get out of here ! Youre not welcome ! From behind , Julian stepped forward .

His ear was wrapped in bandages , making him look utterly ridiculous .

His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at me .

Why waste time talking to these country bumpkins ? he spat .

Beat them ! At his command , the bodyguards charged forward and began assaulting us .

I watched in horror as Aunt Zamara was knocked to the ground .

One of the thugs , wearing heavy leather shoes , stomped on her head with brutal force .

Blood poured from her mouth and nose , and several of her teeth were knocked out .

I struggled , but Julian had my arm twisted behind my back , rendering me powerless .

He yanked my hair , forcing me to watch as Aunt Zamara was mercilessly beaten .

What do you want ?! I cried , tears streaming down my face .

If its me youre after , take it out on me ! Leave Aunt Zamara alone ! At that moment , Joseph , impeccably dressed as always , stepped forward .

He held out a piece of paper and said coldly , Sign this , and well leave you alone .

C I glanced at the document it was a declaration severing all ties with the Sanders family .

Signing it would mean I had no claim to their wealth or their name .

I laughed bitterly .

Do you think I care about your money ? Without hesitation , I pressed my bloody fingerprint onto the paper .

Joseph smirked with satisfaction and tucked the document away .

The bodyguards ceased their assault but continued to pin Aunt Zamara to the ground , refusing to let her get up .

Iglared at Incanh and shouted I at her anl 1 A Fake Poverty that My Parent Build for Me e I glared at Joseph and shouted , Let her go ! He gave me a cold , calculating look .

You may have relinquished your inheritance , but if you have children someday , they might use that as an excuse to claim our wealth .

Youll need to come with us to the hospital to have your uterus removed .

Stunned , I stared at him blankly .

Youre so cruel … H Aunt Zamara , lying bloodied on the ground , shook her head desperately .

Yanna , dont agree to it ! Dont let them ruin your life ! Joseph glanced at her with disdain and signaled to the bodyguards .

They resumed their attack on her .

Stop it ! I screamed .

Stop hurting her ! Ill go to the hospital .

Ill do it .

A triumphant smile spread across Josephs face .

As Aunt Zamaras cries echoed behind me , they hauled me up and dragged me toward one of the cars .

But just as they were about to shove me inside , Aunt Zamaras old friends arrived .

These lifelong companions stormed in , armed with whatever tools they could find , and managed to scatter the bodyguards .

Fueled by righteous anger , they even began beating some of them .

Sebastian returned at that moment , carrying his shopping bags .

Seeing the chaos , his face twisted with fury .

Without a second thought , he hurled the bags at Joseph .