I sneered, "Someone like Peter who kicks the elderly out of the house should be held legally responsible. Mom, I suggest you file a lawsuit in court."
Mom heard it and immediately scolded loudly through the microphone, "Your younger brother is also in a difficult situation now. If you didn't drink up all his breast milk back then, he wouldn't be washing cars now instead of going to college."
"Is that so? Then mom, is your breast milk made of gold or bricks?'"
There was a stunned silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
I continued, "Even if it's made of gold or bricks, he can't get into college just by drinking gold-plated breast milk."
"Besides, mom didn't have breast milk back then. Wasn't it because Dad couldn't make enough money and we had to eat cabbage every day?"
After a long silence, the other side weakly replied, "Monica, can you be sensible?"
Here came the word 'sensible' again!
I was already sick of hearing it!
"Back then, it was you and Dad who repeatedly emphasized that Peter would support you when you are old. Why are you coming to me now? I have to go to work tomorrow."
Click, I hung up the phone, my fingers trembling uncontrollably.
After drifting outside for more than ten years, I had been lonely for too long.
Even if I knew that love was barely detectable, I still wanted to hold it firmly in my hands.
This will led to a miserable death in the previous life.
I considered it as repaying their kindness in raising me. I didn't want any connection with them in this life.
Finally, I sent a few messages to my assistant in the car, and then rushed back to my home at night.
Early the next morning, the doorbell started ringing incessantly.
I yawned and got up to open the door, only to see the butler with a constipated expression on his face.
Suddenly, I had the idea of teasing him in my mind.
Leaning against the door, I said, "Why are you being exploited by the unscrupulous leader again today...".
The words stopped.
The butler saw the mocking smile on my face and stopped abruptly when I turned my head.
Immediately explained, "Miss, this lady caused a scene in the property office and claimed that she is your mother. I think she is probably lying, but I am worried... so I brought her here to confirm with you."
"What a lie! She is my daughter, Monica, isn't she?"
The power of money was really great. This time I didn't go to pick her up, but she came rushing over.