Lahat ng Kabanata ng Killed by Her Thrift, Reborn for Revenge: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

"Glenn Miller, have you gone completely insane? How could you spend so much money in a game? This is one million dollars we're talking about!"Myra Cowan's scream was deafening. Heaving violently, she stared fixedly at the still-scrolling announcement on the screen, as if the money that had gone up in flames was her very life."Hurry and contact their customer service! Tell them you made a mistake when topping up and ask for a refund! Do it now!"I looked at her and said calmly, "I earned this money, so I can spend it however I want."Myra seemed choked by my words, and the fierce expression of her face froze for a moment. In the next second, she took a deep breath and forced a smile."Honey, are you mad at me? Was it because I asked you to sell your account?" she asked softly, her voice laced with an almost hesitant eagerness to please.Tugging at my sleeve, she continued tearfully, "I'm doing this for our sake. Haven't you always said work is exhausting, and you dream of retiri

"The game company will sometimes not only issue a full refund but also offer extra compensation just to settle the matter and protect their reputation.""Compensation?" Myra's breathing quickened.I nodded and said confidently, "That's right. Given that this matter involves a minor, the public pressure would be intense. By then, we might even get back more than a million dollars."Myra's eyes suddenly lit up, greed swiftly overriding her hesitation and unease."You're right!" She quickly pulled out her phone. "I'll call Dwight right now! That kid has gone too far. How could he secretly top up so much money?"Even as she spoke, she had already dialed the number. She turned and walked toward the balcony, deliberately closing the door behind her.Through the glass, I eavesdropped on her phone call."Dwight, it's me. That idiot Glenn blew a million on game top-ups. But there's a way to get it back—maybe even more." She paused briefly. "Right, you just stick to the story and say it w

The calm voice of the dispatcher came through the phone.In that instant, all color drained from Myra's and Dwight's faces, leaving them as pale as sheets."Glenn, what are you doing?"Myra was the first to react, shrieking as she lunged forward to snatch the phone.I sidestepped. Then, I clearly recited our home address to the dispatcher and hung up."What am I doing?" I looked at Myra's distorted face. "I'm reporting a crime, of course. My game account was maliciously accessed and topped up with an enormous amount of money. As the victim, is there a problem with me calling the police to protect my legal rights?""Maliciously accessed? What do you mean? That was Dwight! He's your brother-in-law!" Myra's voice was so shrill it nearly cracked. "You're calling the police on him? Glenn, have you lost your mind? He's my brother!""Oh?" I raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't Dwight the underage minor who stole my account password and made irrational purchases? And besides, wasn't that family m

Officer Holt looked at Dwight, whose face was deathly pale. "How old are you?""I-I'm 17 years old," Dwight replied through chattering teeth."Do you know where this money came from?""My brother-in-law earned it.""And did you obtain his permission to use it?"Dwight looked at Myra in terror. Myra's lips moved, but no words came out."It seems not." Officer Holt closed the folder and continued seriously, "Dwight, you are suspected of using another person's identity to make substantial unauthorized purchases. You'll need to come with us to the station for questioning, and a guardian must accompany you.""No! Don't take me! Myra, save me!" Dwight howled, clinging desperately to Myra's leg.Myra completely broke down. She suddenly turned and fell to her knees with a thump."Glenn, I beg you, for the sake of our marriage, please say it was a misunderstanding. Dwight can't have a criminal record! It would ruin his entire life!"Tears and snot streamed down her face as she banged

Ms. Becker set down her pen and said with a serious expression, "Don't worry. We'll definitely take on your case and secure the money that rightfully belongs to you."I nodded and signed my name in the client section. Each stroke of the pen felt decisive, as if I weren't just signing a contract, but finally cutting through the life of lies I'd been trapped in.By the time I left the law firm, dusk was approaching. My phone rang again. This time, it was Myra's mother, Deena Kerr.As soon as the call connected, a torrent of tearful curses came through."Glenn, you heartless ingrate! After everything Myra has gone through to keep this family together since marrying you, is this how you repay us? Dwight is just a child—he doesn't know any better. How could you send him to jail?"You go and drop the charges right now, or I'll die right in front of you! Let me tell you, if Myra divorces you, with her looks, she can easily find someone better. But you? You think your seven-figure salary