All Chapters of Rich Bite More: Mom's Household Ration Law: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Stephanie Baxter, my older sister, looked up with a smirk.Gregory Baxter, my younger brother, was holding back laughter, his shoulders shaking.Everett Baxter, my father, put down his fork and stared at me coldly.Some of the relatives at the table looked down, pretending not to notice, while others watched on with amusement.I stared blankly at the three dollars on the table, then looked at the helping of pasta in my mother, Natasha Murray's hands.The room suddenly fell silent, with only the tick-tock of the wall clock echoing in the room."Mom, what did you say?" I asked, my voice trembling.Mom placed my plate in front of her and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin."I said, if you want a second helping of pasta, you need to pay three dollars. If you don't pay, I'll pour this helping away. This family has implemented a new rule starting this year—the income-based rationing system."She gestured at the dishes on the table. "Look at all this food. Just thi

Chapter 2

"January 15th, 2015. I contributed 2,000 dollars to the family's living expenses for the first time," I read out loud calmly, though my hands were trembling.Mom's fork stopped midair, and her expression began to change."March 22nd, 2016. Dad was hospitalized after a sudden heart attack. The surgery costs 32 thousand dollars, which I paid upfront. That day, I was preparing for my final exams when I got the call and rushed to the hospital."I took out all the money I had saved for tuition. Mom held me and cried, saying, 'Brittany, once your father is discharged, I'll pay you back the money.' But it's been nine years now, and I haven't seen a single cent."Dad's face turned dark and stormy, the veins on his temples throbbing violently."June 8th, 2017. Stephanie needed a deposit of 30 thousand dollars for an overseas exchange program. Mom said the family was tight on funds and asked me to cover it first."I applied for a student loan at school and worked two jobs for two months. I

Chapter 3

I moved into my company's single-occupancy dorm, a 65-square-foot room furnished with nothing but a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. The walls were mottled, and there were water stains on the ceiling.Even so, it was the first time in decades that I had a space that truly belonged to me.I placed the three dollars into a transparent glass jar and set it in the most prominent spot on the desk. Every time I looked at it, I'd remember that night, my family's faces, and my own humiliation.I looked at myself in the mirror.The handprint on my face hadn't faded yet, and the wound at the corner of my mouth had scabbed over.The scratches Mom's nails had left on my arm had long since scarred, but the cuts on my legs from the broken plate still pulsed with a dull pain.As I stared at my reflection, a sudden chuckle escaped my lips. And then I laughed harder and harder until I found myself crying all over again.At 11: 30 pm, my phone buzzed frantically.I'd been added to a WhatsApp Group c

Chapter 4

I followed Mr. Patterson into the office. My arm was still bleeding, so I pressed my other hand against it.He gestured for me to sit while he stood by the window with his back to me. After a long silence, he said, "Brittany, you're a capable worker, I'll give you that. But…"He turned, his eyes full of disappointment. "The company's image is also very important, and your family disputes have already seriously affected it."There are so many people gathered downstairs. Do you know what's written on the banners? What will the clients or partners think when they see this?"He placed a resignation letter in front of me. "I suggest you resign voluntarily and take one month's severance pay. This way, it'll be better for everyone."I stared at the resignation letter, my hands trembling."Mr. Patterson, can I at least explain—""Explain?" He cut me off. "I don't want to know about your family matters. The fact is, you've brought negative attention to the company.If you don't sign, we

Chapter 5

I uploaded the complete footage from Christmas Eve dinner.From the moment I went to get a second helping of pasta, to Mom demanding three dollars, to Gregory throwing the fish head into my plate, to Dad slapping me, to Mom scratching me, and lastly to Gregory hurling a plate at me.Every single moment, unedited.In the video, Mom's voice rang out, sharp and grating. "You only earn 3,000 dollars a month. So, why should you be allowed to eat as much as you want? This family doesn't keep freeloaders."Dad's voice was even colder. "What else can you do besides housework? Hiring a maid costs only 3,000 dollars! You're as ordinary as they come, and your contribution to this family is only worth this much!"Then came the sound of him slapping me, clear as day.Stephanie mockingly saying, "Brittany, you're so small-minded."Gregory laughing. "Fish heads are nutritious, full of DHA to boost your brainpower. Clearly, you need some of that."Mom screaming, "Go ahead and leave, but don't

Chapter 6

"Free maid? Brittany was an accident?""This is pure evil!""My heart goes out to Brittany a thousand times over."Public opinion had completely reversed.Someone dug up records of Dad's company evading taxes.Someone else uncovered Stephanie's shady history of borrowing from loan sharks after a failed plastic surgery.Another dug up news about Gregory's gambling habits and DUI.They had become public enemies overnight.Clients from Dad's company called one after another to cancel contracts."Mr. Baxter, our company doesn't do business with people of questionable character."Mom was kicked out of her bridge circle by her friends."Natasha, you've gone too far. We're done playing with you."All of Stephanie's prospective marriage matches blocked her."Who would dare to marry someone from a family like yours?"Gregory was fired from his job."We don't need employees with questionable integrity."That evening, Dad called me. I stared at the name flashing on my screen for a

Chapter 7

Dad's expression shifted for a moment, but then he quickly composed himself."Big deal! You think I'm scared? Take us to court for all I care. Let's see which side the judge stands on!"I turned to Mr. Finch and said, "Mr. Finch, given their refusal to sign the agreement, I wish to formally initiate legal proceedings against them—both for the recovery of half a million dollars and for threats and intimidations."Mr. Finch nodded. "Understood. I'll prepare the documents."Dad snorted coldly. "We'll see you in court then. From today on, you're no longer part of the family! You're going to regret this."They turned and walked away.Watching their retreating figures, I actually felt relieved.Three months later, the court session began. The courthouse was surrounded by reporters.I entered the courtroom with Mr. Finch beside me.The opposing counsel spoke first."Your Honor, the money in question was voluntarily given by Ms. Baxter. These were gifts, and there is no legal basis f

Chapter 8

Two years later, I had been promoted to project manager, with an annual salary of 300 thousand dollars.I bought a small 550-square-foot apartment and got a cat. I named her Freedom.One weekend, while grocery shopping at the supermarket, I caught sight of a familiar figure.She was thin and stooped, her hair completely white. Dressed in patched clothing, she picked through the discounted vegetables.It was Mom.She turned around and froze when she saw me."B-Brittany?" Her voice was raspy, and her eyes instantly reddened.I nodded politely, then continued pushing my cart.She hurried after me, trembling as she grabbed my sleeve. "Brittany, how have you been?"I stopped and looked at her.Two years had aged her far too much. The wrinkles on her face were etched like knife cuts."I'm doing well. Thanks for asking," I replied, pulling my sleeve back.She followed behind me, speaking cautiously. "Brittany, there's something I want to ask. Could you lend me ten thousand dollars

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