On the day I was brought to trial, the courtroom was packed with onlookers eager for a spectacle.Some of them even threw trash at me.When they saw my parents, Susanna Wagner and John Thompson, and my brother, Edwin Thompson, dressed in rags, while I was impeccably dressed, they immediately concluded that I was a sinner."I know this woman. I've seen her on the news before.""I heard her parents scrimped and saved to raise her. But after she became successful, she refused to acknowledge them.""Yeah. She's wearing all these designer clothes, while her parents are in such shabby outfits. How pitiful."As the crowd gossiped, a hint of triumph flashed in my parents' and Edwin's eyes.Yet, they still put on an act and said, "Patricia, don't blame us for being ruthless. If you refuse to financially support us, we honestly can't make ends meet. Otherwise, who would have the heart to sue their own daughter?"As they spoke, they wept bitterly, as if they truly cared for me so deeply.
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