I stood behind the door, feeling both complete revulsion and quiet satisfaction. They were tightening the rope around their own throats.
The following day, Susan and Heather traveled to Nebraska under the excuse of visiting a distant relative. In truth, they pressured my father into selling the family homestead for far below its real value simply so they could get the money quickly. Three million dollars went straight into their account.
Kyle received the funds with excitement he could barely hide.
During the next several days, my home became a ridiculous stage for their arrogance. My mother-in-law no longer even pretended to be pleasant and began treating me like a servant in my own house.
“Chloe, this dinner is bland,” she said one evening, pushing her plate away with a sneer. “Now that you are having problems at your job, you should really learn to be a better wife. Money comes and goes, but a woman who cannot cook for her husband is not worth very much.”
Heather laughed right along with her.
“Besides, when Kyle gets his business off the ground, you are going to have to tone down your attitude. You aren’t going to be the queen of this house for much longer.”
I cleared the table without a word, my chin lifted.
“You are absolutely right,” I said, my voice soft and cold. “Perhaps things will change for all of us very soon.”
They truly believed I had given up.
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