Grandma pressed a hand to her chest, her finger trembling as she pointed at me."Get on your knees! Apologize to your Aunt Sandra! Do you think she has it easy, making money? You're going to be the death of her!"I looked at Aunt Sandra's face—that smug, wronged-party expression she'd perfected—and felt nothing but contempt."I stole money? Aunt Sandra, you want to put the books on the table and go through them together? I pulled an all-nighter on International Women's Day and sold $5 million worth of product. $400,000 in commission, and you handed me $500. And I'm the thief?"Mum froze, her face going pale. "How much? $400,000?"Aunt Sandra's eyes darted around the room. She raised her voice, covering for herself. "What $400,000! That was gross revenue! After costs, labor, venue fees, and promotions, there was barely anything left! Lexi, since when do you lie to your elders?"I pulled out my phone, brought up the settlement screenshot from the backend, and held it right in her f
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