Chapter 3

Chapter 3

As soon as I stepped into the house, my sister, who was lounging on the sofa, glanced at me and sneered.

"You can't even manage a part-time job, and you still have the guts to come back? Why didn't you just stay out there?"

"And you still dream of holding that person accountable... Luckily, Mom and Dad stopped you, or else our family would have been humiliated everywhere!"

Before I could say anything, my parents spoke up awkwardly.

"Daughter, your sister hasn't given up on pursuing the matter..."

As soon as the words were out, my sister exploded.

She jumped up and screamed at our parents.

"Why didn't you stop her?"

"And you, you wretch! It's not enough that you got yourself into trouble, you have to drag the whole family down with you, don't you?!"

After berating them, she turned to glare at me.

I knew why she was so anxious.

Because that woman was someone she had hired from the beginning.

She had always been lazy and unmotivated, performing poorly in school.

During the recent college entrance exams, she had insisted that I find a way to take the SATs for her.

When I refused, she and our parents bombarded me with phone calls, even threatening to come to my university and arrange for my expulsion.

To make her give up, I recorded our conversations and threatened to report her to the police if she continued to pressure me. Only then did she relent.

In the end, she could only manage to get into a private vocational school with her own efforts.

For this, she held a grudge and paid someone to come to the shop and cause trouble for me.

She even bragged that no matter how badly that person hurt me, I wouldn't dare to do anything about it.

These were things she had deliberately said to provoke me after I was beaten in my past life.

And indeed, in my past life, it had been like that.

But this time, because that woman had earned a bit of money from her, she was going to be detained...

I wanted to see how these two would turn on each other.

My parents had always spoiled her, and even now, as she yelled at them, they only responded softly.

"Your sister said that if we pursue this to the end, the compensation would be at least twenty thousand..."

"So what if it's twenty thousand? Are you crazy for money, extorting people over a trivial matter!"

My sister had always been spoiled. Whatever she wanted, our parents would give her without question.

She didn't care about the twenty thousand at all.

"I don't care!" She kicked over a stool, insisting.

"You go tomorrow and tell the police to drop the case!"

"Otherwise, I'll be so embarrassed I won't be able to live! I might as well just disappear!"

Threatening to die was almost her catchphrase.

And my parents always fell for it, agreeing repeatedly.

Mom, standing beside me, pinched my wound through the bandage to vent her anger.

"You useless girl! Can't make any money, and now you come home to upset your sister!"

From start to finish, no one even asked me once.

Do I agree?

Fine, if they wanted to make fools of themselves again, I would go along with it.

Early the next morning, my parents took me back to the police station.

This time, they kept me behind them and didn't let me speak.

Dad spoke to the officer in front.

"After thinking it over last night, we realized our daughter was also at fault, so we won't pursue it anymore."

"Please release her."

The officer looked serious.

"The person involved has already broken the law. It's not up to you to decide if she can be released."

"And..."

The officer glanced at my face, which was full of grievance, "Is dropping the charges really your daughter's wish?"

He had seen my parents hit me in the office yesterday.

Of course, he wouldn't believe them now.

Mom, standing beside me, pinched me hard on the waist, hidden from view.

"Of course it is!"

"Girl, you tell them."

I nodded directly, "Yes, I agree."