บททั้งหมดของ Nine Ungrateful Sisters: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

The universe could be cruel beyond reason. Rebecca's father died when she was young. She had only just found a brother who cared for her, and now she learned he was terminally ill.What kind of blind, vicious fate was that?"Doctor, what sickness does the boy have?" George blurted."Whatever it is, we'll treat it!" He fumbled with the bag of money they had just recovered and pulled it open. "See? We've got money now. No matter what it is, we can cure it!"The doctor looked at him, a mix of pity and pain tightening his chest. For a moment, he did not know whether to tell the two elders the truth."Grandpa, Grandma," Oscar said quietly, "it's just a condition I've had since birth. I got caught in the rain the past few days. That's why it flared up. I'll be fine in a few days."He looked at the doctor, then at Rebecca. A plea filled his eyes, steady and impossible to ignore.The doctor relented. "That's right. It's a chronic condition. It can't be cured, but it won't affect his dai

"Sick?" Bella let out a cold laugh. "He spent years in our house and barely fell ill. The moment he leaves, suddenly he's sick?"She looked pleased, as if she had finally caught Oscar in a lie. "Oscar, this illness appeared at a very convenient time.""Enough. Ozzy is—" Rebecca began, ready to blurt out the truth.Oscar caught her wrist and stopped her."You're right," he said flatly. "I'm just here to milk some sympathy. So this is a Chamberlain family hospital."He steadied himself against Rebecca's arm and forced his unsteady body upright. "Let's go. We don't need to stay here."He could not have known where George had brought him while he was unconscious. George had not known this hospital belonged to the Chamberlains either."But Ozzy…" George reached for him, his voice tight with worry. "Your illness…""Still acting." Bella snorted and pulled out a bank card. "I get it now. You all put on this whole show for me."She slapped the card onto the table. "One night in Percham

"Yes, we're sure!"They had barely reached the one-bedroom section when a loud, arrogant voice cut across the showroom. "Where's your best one-bedroom? I'm taking it."A bank card flashed into view, and the saleswoman seized it at once."How about it, babe?"The familiar voice made Oscar look up.It was Jason, the new Chamberlain heir. He stood in a tailored suit, one arm wrapped around a pretty young woman, his expression smug. She leaned into him with a shy smile."Oh, Mr. Chamberlain, I want to live with you," she cooed. "How can a one-bedroom be enough? When you're not around, I'll be scared."Her sugary tone made Oscar's skin crawl. Still, none of this concerned him anymore.Unfortunately, Jason spotted him at once."Well, well. Who do we have here?" Jason said, feigning surprise. "Isn't this the former Chamberlain heir? You're here to buy a place too?"His words sounded polite, but he did not move aside. He stood his ground, radiating contempt.Oscar had no interest in

"If this gets out, how am I supposed to keep being the Chamberlain heir?" Jason jabbed a finger at George. "Beat him until he stops talking back."The two bodyguards stepped forward, ready to act.At that moment, another group walked in through the front door. They wore floral shirts, beach shorts, and flip-flops, with baseball bats slung over their shoulders. They swaggered in as if they owned the place. A few even whistled at the saleswomen as they passed.The instant the sales staff saw them, they backed away. Some of the more timid employees ducked under their desks.Jason's bodyguards reacted at once and moved in front of him. Street thugs meant immediate danger to their client. The judgment came easily.Only Oscar raised a brow. 'Is that Frank Sawyer? I called Red Hawk, so why did she send this man instead?'Frank planted his bat on the floor and scanned the room with theatrical arrogance, as if he had not even noticed Oscar. "Which one of you is George Miller?" "I am. I

"There's nothing in our house worth someone paying 1,000,000 for," Oscar said gently. "So let's just accept it.""I get it now!" Rebecca said, her expression clearing. "Grandpa, it's fine. We can spend this money without worrying."She turned to George, eyes bright. "Do you remember the Citadel Forces from that night? The woman who led them came to school today. She handled my situation too."She lowered her voice as her confidence grew. "She must have pressured those people. That's why they brought compensation."As she spoke, she glanced at Oscar with a hint of suspicion. She still remembered how respectful that woman had been toward him when she first appeared."Right?" She tugged at his sleeve, unconvinced.It could not really be because of Oscar, could it? If he were that important, how could the Chamberlains have driven him out?"Right. Exactly," Oscar said at once. "That woman is kindhearted. She wouldn't stand by while scum bullied decent people. So she sent someone to t