Chapter 1

The flush on Adam Stewart's face vanished instantly, and the cutlery dropped onto the table with a thud.

I turned my head and smiled warmly at my aunt, Leanne Darth, who was about to add some food to her plate. "He was fined 5,000 dollars and detained for five days. Uncle Adam didn't dare ask his family for money, so he lied to my father and said he didn't have enough money for the goods and borrowed the money to pay the fine.

"And you... haven't paid him back yet, have you?"

Aunt Leanne suddenly smashed the bowl on the table. She turned her head in disbelief and glared at Adam. "Adam Stewart! When you went to Los Anglos eight years ago, didn't you say you had no signal in the factory? You even told me that you'd get struck by lightning if you were lying?

"So, you were up to some dirty business? No wonder you came back with two pairs of underwear missing!"

Uncle Adam sobered up for a bit. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and pointed at me as he yelled, "Nonsense! What nonsense are you spewing? You read novels all throughout middle school, slept in class during high school, and now, you're spreading rumors about your elders during Christmas. You have such a terrible character. Believe it or not, I'll rip your mouth off!"

Putting aside the connection between reading novels and one's character, Uncle Adam had been criticizing me for anything he could since I was a child. When I was little, I was sad that Uncle Adam treated me this way and wondered if I was really a naughty kid.

Later, I heard he was just jealous that Grandpa often took Dad out to see the world instead of him, so I felt relieved. He felt wronged and took it out on me.

Uncle Adam was unbelievable to pick on his niece to save his pride.

I picked up my phone and calmly scrolled through it. "Rumors? I have a screenshot of the electronic invoice from back then. It's a bit blurry, but the name 'Adam Stewart' is visible. Do you want to see it? By the way, I heard that the masseuse is 20 years younger than you, Uncle Adam. You're quite spry for your age!"

I did not have any screenshots. Adam had just boasted about it and exposed himself in the previous life. However, bluffing was enough to deal with someone with a guilty conscience.

"Thomas Stewart, is this how you raise your daughter? She's already spouting filthy nonsense at such a young age. Has she no shame?"

Aunt Leanne roared, interrupting Uncle Adam's attempt to change the subject, "I think you're the shameless one! You're old enough to be someone's father, and you're still doing such things. Adam, I'll kill you, you heartless bastard!"

She then overturned the scalding pot of fish stew in front of her. Hot stew splattered all over Uncle Adam.

"Ouch! It's scalding hot! You madwoman!" Uncle Adam screamed, jumping up with a thud as his face was smeared with stew. He looked like a clown.

[Ding! Adam's rage has been detected. Leanne's resentment level is off the charts! Rage points +200!]

[Rewards: 1 Doomsday Safe House Modification Card, 1-click door, window, and wall reinforcement, 100 servings of fried chicken family bucket, sent to system storage!]

How generous. Even if the apocalypse came, my parents and I could hold on for a while. I happily browsed the supplies in my system space while enjoying the chaos in the living room.

Aunt Leanne left three bloody scratches on Uncle Adam's face. Erin screamed as she tried to break up the fight but was splattered with stew.

It was a sight to behold.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Adam and his family stood at the door, looking utterly disheveled.

Uncle Adam covered his face, pointing fiercely at my parents and me. "Good! Amazing! Thomas, this is the daughter you raised! She slandered her elders on Christmas Eve!"