He said, "She's my sister, she hasn't married yet and doesn't even have a boyfriend. She's a virgin. Take her with you and do as you wish." The group turned their gaze toward me.
I finally regained my composure and slowly stood up from the floor.
Clay stood as well, grinning awkwardly, "Donny, look at her, she's not bad-looking, right?" The group's eyes scanned me from head to toe.
Suddenly, my mom walked over, holding my hand, tears streaming down her face, "Natasha, your brother had no other choice. They're already at the door. If we had the money, we would've paid them by now."
She continued, "Do you remember when you were a child and got chased by a dog? It was your brother who took a stick and killed the dog. We even had to compensate the owner. After that, dogs in the whole area avoided you."
"In middle school, when a boy bullied you, your brother broke his arm. He got expelled because of it and couldn't continue his studies. Your brother is so smart. If he'd kept studying, he definitely would've gotten into a good university. He wouldn't have ended up like this …" After speaking, she covered her mouth, sobbing.
I had heard these stories so often they had grown tiresome. My parents were experts in using past deeds to guilt-trip me, which is why, whenever I earned money, I always thought of them. I'd bring home the best food and gifts.
But until I died in my previous life, I never felt at peace. Only after my death, when my spirit lingered around them, did I uncover the truth. They had taken over my villa, hosting lavish feasts within.
I overheard my parents marveling, "Who would've thought Erik's daughter was so capable, leaving us such a fortune."
"The deaths of the Anderson Family were worthwhile. Their savings bought us our house and those two paintings are priceless. I've kept them safe."
"Good thing we didn't impulsively drown that little brat when she was one. I told Clay when she was little never to leave any scars on her. That way, we could still profit from her marrying, or, if worse came to worst, have her marry Clay."
"Erik Anderson, your family dying was just perfect for us. Hahaha."
I forced myself to remain calm and gripped my mother's hand firmly, "Mom, don't worry. Since my brother saved me before, I'll definitely help him. I'll go with them."
My mother hurriedly wiped her tears, breaking into a smile, "Now that's my good daughter."
Donny stood up to leave, but I stopped him, "Wait a moment."
I turned and removed the gold necklaces, rings and bracelets from my parents, Clay and Agnes. Then I took back the tens of thousands I had given them in envelopes, the expensive gift boxes and the toys worth tens of thousands I had bought for my nephew. I carried it all outside in one go.
The family panicked, shouting, "Natasha, what are you doing?"
I clapped my hands, "All of this was bought by me, so I'm taking it."
With a single glance from Donny, his lackeys stepped forward to carry the items I brought out. My parents, brother and sister-in-law were too angry to speak, glaring at me hatefully.
I followed Donny into the car, he said, "Young lady, we're honorable people. We won't harm you. As long as you pay back Clay's debt, you're free to go." Without hesitation, I scanned Donny's QR code and transferred two million.
Only then did he look at me properly, "You giving so much?"
I smiled and said, "Donny, just a small money of appreciation. I'll also need your help with something. If you agree to work with me, I can pay a down-payment fee of five million."
