Chapter 18
Holding the signed divorce papers, I lounged in front of them.
“Time to pay up.”
“First item: 312,000 $ in child support. Who’s got it?”
Susan grimaced. “Fine, I’ll transfer it…”
Done! Paypal received.
“Second item: 130,000 $ for mortgage repayments.”
Amelie gritted her teeth. “I’ll cover it. Just think of it as me finally paying back rent for all these years..”
Done! Paypal received.
“Last item: 100,000 $ in emotional damages.”
Alex stepped up. “I’ll pay with my credit card.”
Perfect. I’d squeezed over five hundred thousand out of them, enough for my sister to move out comfortably with Chloe.
We set the divorce registration for tomorrow.
Later, when I rushed back to swap places with my sister, I found the asylum in chaos.
Fireworks boomed, drums pounded, and a massive banner hung over the gates:
“Farewell, Lillian! May we never meet again!”
The director clutched my sister’s hand with tears in his eyes.
“Ten years! Finally, I send you away! Please, never come back. Let me make it to retirement in peace!”
My sister stumbled out, dazed.
I caught her. “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “They said I’d improved so much that I passed the anti–social personality test. They stamped the papers and told me I could leave.”
Seriously?!
That stupid test! I’d failed it for ten years straight!
Should’ve sent my sister in to take it for me ages ago.
Still, I couldn’t be upset for long. I was free now.
Finally, I could live with my sister and Chloe in our new apartment.
With me around, let’s see who dares to bully them again. Hmph!
Chapter 1
