I took the fall for my younger brother, Leo, and spent three years in prison, where I unexpectedly saved the son of the wealthiest man in our city.
The tycoon, Howard, rewarded me with a hundred million dollars as a gesture of gratitude.
Upon my release, I reached out to my father at the earliest opportunity, eager to share this good news with him.
But the moment he heard my voice, he hung up the phone without a word.
Fearing something had happened to my family, I rushed home with haste.
Just as I arrived at the door, I overheard Vivian, Leo's wife, complaining, "He couldn't have picked a better day to get out of prison. I didn't even get to my prenatal checkup and now I'm in a rush to handle the property transfer."
My mother replied, "That's for your own good. After all, he paid for the house. With a criminal record, he won't find employment easily. What if he refuses to leave and becomes a burden on us?"
Vivian snorted coldly, "If he comes, we'll make him rent a place. I certainly don't want to live with an ex-convict!"
