로그인I paused for a moment. "If there's ever someone who constantly acts as a middleman between you and others, who says your mother hates you, who says your father only has your best interests at heart, who says complaining about hunger is just playing the victim, who says asking for money means you're ungrateful, you must ask directly for yourself."Check the actual bank statements for the money. Hear the words straight from their mouths. Never let anyone stand in the middle and starve you into someone who's too afraid to speak up."Off-camera, Mandy was standing nearby. Her eyes were red, but she didn't interrupt to speak on my behalf.Arthur turned his gaze toward her. "Ms. Grant, do you have anything to add?"Mandy walked up in front of the camera. She held a few legal documents in her hands."Harry has repaid the first installment according to our agreement. The recovery process for the condo under Oscar's name has officially been initiated."All evidence involving defamatory st
Mandy continued, "I'll ask if you got the money. I'll ask what you ate. I'll ask if you're feeling sick anywhere. I'll ask if you want to see me. You don't have to answer, and you can stay mad at me. But I will still ask."My nose stung intensely.After a long pause, I spoke up. "And don't just listen to what other people say either."Mandy wiped away her tears. "I won't. Whenever anyone says anything about you, I'll come to you first. I'll check the accounts with my own eyes. I'll hear the words directly from your mouth."After leaving the hospital, Mandy drove me back to campus.The car pulled up right in front of my dorm building.Amber was already waiting there. She was carrying a bag filled with oatmeal, yogurt, fresh fruit, and stomach medication.The moment she saw me, her eyes turned red. "Jennifer, you're really something else. That show scared me half to death. I almost bought a ticket and rushed over there."I smiled. "I'm fine.""You call this fine?"She shoved th
I kept going, "You made me believe Mom didn't love me. You made me believe going hungry was my own fault. You made me live on 30 bucks while telling everyone I spent too much. Dad…"I paused for a second. "You're the one who never truly treated me like a daughter."The place grew so quiet that only the whirring of the camera could be heard.Jenson slid the pen forward. "Sign the agreement and repay according to the terms. If you don't, we'll go to the police and submit all the evidence at the same time."Harry sat rigidly still for a long time.Finally, he picked up the pen. His hand shook violently as the tip touched the paper.Aimee burst into tears beside him. "Harry, what's going to happen to Oscar?"Mandy looked at her. "Now you're panicking? Where was that panic when my daughter was starving?"The moment the agreement was signed, Mandy transferred a lump sum straight into my account right there on the spot.My phone vibrated.When I tapped it open, the number was so lar
Jenson continued, "The ticket purchasing account for the concert tickets belongs to Oscar as well. Mr. Witt, you charged your current wife's and stepson's expenses to your own daughter."Harry's face turned ash-gray, bit by bit.Mandy stared straight at him. "You made me believe she was beyond saving. And you made her believe I had abandoned her. Harry, you stood right between us, feeding off my money while driving us to resent each other."Oscar suddenly slammed his phone onto the table. "Enough already! Is tabulating every little cent all you rich people ever do? So what if I spent a little money? Dad gave it to me willingly!"I looked at him and suddenly let out a soft laugh. "You wore 2,000-dollar shoes and said I was embarrassing for eating too many plain buns."You live in my house and claim I don't deserve a home because I'll get married later. Oscar, you really are much better at spending money than I am."His face flushed red. He couldn't squeeze out a single word.Jens
Jenson looked up at Aimee. "When it came to spending money, he seemed to handle it just fine."Oscar's face flushed a deep crimson before turning pale.The live stream began.Jenson opened the first document. "Here are the records of every payment Ms. Mandy Grant made to Mr. Harry Witt over the past four years."A line-by-line breakdown appeared on the screen.Harry had received a fixed amount of 3,000 dollars every month, plus additional payments for tuition, medical expenses, clothing, back-to-school supplies, and nutritional support.The total came to 196,400 dollars.Every single transaction bore my name in the reference.As I stared at that grand total, my hands and feet went numb.Harry had received 196,400 dollars.And yet, to save a pack of pads, I used to cut night pads in half for daytime use.To save on bus fare, I walked five stops back to campus in the middle of winter.To skip dinner, I filled my stomach with warm water, tricking myself into thinking I wasn't
On the screen, Harry was still trying desperately to smooth things over. "Mandy, I admit I gave Jennifer less than I should have. But raising a kid with less isn't necessarily a bad thing. She had it way too easy growing up. I was just afraid she'd develop bad spending habits."Mandy's voice was barely above a whisper. "How much were those shoes on Oscar's feet?"Oscar instinctively tucked his feet back under the couch.The camera caught it anyway.Arthur instructed the crew to look up the model.Within moments, the image and retail price were projected onto the screen.2,180 dollars.The live chat completely exploded."Haha! Raising his daughter with less while treating his stepson like royalty.""Wearing two-grand shoes bought off a 30-dollar meal allowance.""The actual daughter's out in a village choking on cornbread while the stepson's flexing limited editions at home."Mandy pulled up another record. "Last September, I transferred you 2,000 dollars, clearly marked fo







