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After hanging up the phone, my father came to me and took out a red envelope, “Sarah, something urgent came up at Dad’s company, I have to go!”
Mom comforted me: “It’s okay, Mom will go with you.”
I nodded, took the red envelope, and put it in my pocket. I got ready with Mom to go to Grandpa’s house.
When we arrived, Grandpa saw me and pulled me in, “Sarah’s here, come in quickly, it’s cold outside!”
His palm was smooth and delicate, not at all like an old worker’s hands.
This apartment building belonged to the steel mill. Supposedly, Grandpa was a retired old worker from the factory.
Looking at his pampered appearance, he didn’t seem like it at all.
Grandma saw me and quickly gave me a red envelope. I took it and said, “Thank you, Grandma”
Then I directly put it in my pocket. Mom looked a bit stunned beside me because according to the usual routine, I would give her the money tight after receiving it.
7:01 PM
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At those times, Mom would always say, “Sarah is so sensible.”
But today was different, even Grandma was a bit surprised, then smiled and said, “Our Sarah now knows how to save her Christmas money!”
I raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I’m not hiding it. Mom said the Christmas should have new changes, so I want to keep some pocket money for myself.”
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“That’s right, Sarah is so sensible now. She earns her own tuition and living expenses!” Mom chimed in.
Without being told, I knew Grandma had given me at most $50. Compared to tuition fees, this $50 was nothing!
They’re so rich now, yet still squeezing me at every turn. I don’t understand. This harsh education, aimed only at me, what exactly do they
mean?
Grandma didn’t say anything, but went into the kitchen and started bustling about. The food she brought out, I lost my appetite after just two bites.
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This food was exactly the same as what I saw at the five–star restaurant last night.
Now I can finally be sure, the whole family is wealthy, and my parents are just pretending to be poor.
Even Grandpa and Grandma are playing along with the act.
After the meal, Mom received a phone call and hurriedly left, citing work.
Grandpa and Grandma yawned, looking sleepy, so I couldn’t stay any longer and had to leave.
But I didn’t go far, instead hiding around the corner to watch quietly.
Sure enough, not 20 minutes after I left, a stretched Lincoln car drove up, and Grandma and Grandpa got in, surrounded by a group of people, leaving without looking back.
I took a deep breath, put on my mask, and walked up. I saw several cleaning ladies tidying up.
One of them sighed, “I don’t know what this family is thinking, coming to live here for just one day a year, cooking one meal, and then leaving!”
“At least they pay well for the cleaning!”
“You don’t know, this family does this every year, it’s been going on for over 20 years. They have a villa in the south of the city, this is just rich people experiencing life!”
Hearing them say this, my heart turned completely cold.
The Johnson family, the richest in the south of the city, had their villa in Hillside Garden. I cycled over to find it.
Seeing that magnificent villa perched on the hillside, with bodyguards outside, I couldn’t even imagine living in such a place.
When they saw me approach, a bodyguard immediately barked, “Who are you? Get lost!”
I took a deep breath, and just as I was about to turn and leave, a motorcycle roared past from outside.
I had seen it online, this motorcycle cost about $300,000. The rider was none other than Jack.
