My Cousin's Family Lives in My House and Wants to Kick Me Out

Fiona was stunned by this series of unexpected events and passed out.

She didn't look like acting.

So, she was also sent to the hospital.

I told the police that I didn't want to reconcile, and went to the hospital to get an injury assessment report. When I came out, I was stopped by my aunt.

"Jesse, how could you do this?"

She cried and said we are all family, "It's just a family affair, why did you go to the police station? I beg you, please go and ask the police to drop the case, okay?"

I pushed her hands away and told her, "I feel dizzy right now. The preliminary diagnosis was a concussion. You'd better not touch me, otherwise it will get worse."

At that time, I wanted to do an injury assessment, and Tim also said anxiously that he wanted to do it, too.

But his diagnosis report proved he was in good shape because I didn't exert my full strength, so there wouldn't be any injuries or after-effects.

But my condition was different.

When Tim hit me, I deliberately tolerated more of his strength so that I was inflicted with more grievous injuries.

I wanted Tim to be sent to jail.

The injury assessment report showed that the injury was minor, but as long as I didn't reconcile, Tim would have to stay in there.

Seeing that I didn't agree to reconcile, my aunt used the same old trick again. She knelt down in front of me and said, "Jesse, I know your brother was impulsive, but we are all a family. Could you forgive him this time, okay?"

When she knelt here, many people passing by looked over here.

Without a second thought, I knelt on the ground. "The doctor said that I was lucky this time, otherwise he would have beaten me to death. Aunt, I am grateful that you took care of my mother before, so I give you 100,000 dollars every month. Later, you said that the house was too small, so I gave you a 500-square-meter villa for your family to live in. You said that the property water and electricity maintenance costs hundreds of thousands a year, and I paid for it all. But now he and his wife are going to kick me out. Seeing I didn't leave, they beat me up like this. I also want to forgive him, but do you think he treats me as his family member?"

My aunt was stunned by what I said. The onlookers looked at her with contempt, and some even took out their phones to record a video.

The police walked over, and a female police officer came to support me and said to her, "We are doing this according to the law. It has no business to do with moral ethics or kinship Don't you trust the law?"

More than trusting, she had a strong sense of law, so she was afraid. I knew what she was afraid of, so I deliberately provoked her, "It's okay for us to reconcile, but the company will not employ him anymore. I don't want to stay with a murderer in the same company. Also, you should move out of the villa as soon as possible. We shouldn't live under the same roof."

Her body shivering, my aunt made sure I was serious before nodding randomly. She said okay, then turned around and left in a hurry.

I knew what she wanted to do.

Only by forcing them into a corner could you make them do something desperate.

I made some moves while I was recuperating in the hospital. I first removed Tim from his position, and when I returned to the company, I would be directly promoted to the position of CEO.

The first thing I did when I returned to the company was to use my authority as the CEO to obtain the account books and the documents of all projects.

The employees who had gossiped with me before were also shocked. In addition to curiosity, they looked at me with fear and worry.

After all, they had no idea that I would be the "former boss's daughter" and "little gangster" as they called me.

Some people even asked me secretly on the company’s anonymous wall whether I would take revenge on them later. I smiled and replied, “No, that's nothing.”

If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have discovered the conspiracy so quickly.

When my uncle came to see me, I made an excuse not to meet him and spread the news.

I deliberately let him know that I had found some clues.

Sure enough, in the evening, I heard a sound from the surveillance camera I had set up.

It's my uncle talking on the phone.

"Let's meet at the old place and talk in detail."

I knew the fish was hooked.

I haven't found all the evidence about Tim's crime, but even with this much, it's enough for him to be sentenced to imprisonment first.

So, as soon as Tim came out of the detention center, he got into a new police car in the presence of his uncle and aunt.

The person who picked him up this time was different.

The police arresting him were of an even higher rank.

Last time, it was common police officers; this time, it was a group of criminal police officers.

My aunt sat on the ground and cried, beating my uncle while crying. Then my uncle came to the company.

He came to settle the score with me.

In other words, it was for a plea.

"Jesse, your uncle was ashamed to come to see you, but Tim was the only son in our family, after all."

He must have had a rough time these past few days. He looked thinner, and his hair was all white. He came in and apologized to me first, "Just think of it as a favor to your uncle and forgive Tim this time, okay? If Tim was sentenced, his life would be over."

Causing minor injuries wasn't that serious, but economic crimes was different. The most important thing was that he knew Tim's character too well. Once Tim went to jail, he would definitely reveal his father's crime details in order to reduce his prison time.

I looked at him and asked, "When he embezzled the company's money, why didn't he think that if he was caught and sentenced, his life would be over?"

I would like to ask him, when he deliberately masterminded the car accident and killed my parents, why didn’t he think that my father was his biological brother?

Is this family love? I scoffed to myself.

I clenched my hands tightly, not daring to reveal any more emotions. My uncle was speechless and finally asked me, "What do you want me to do to let him go?"

I thought about it at that time and said to him, "Wait until he finishes his sentence. He had to pay the price for what he did."

My uncle mouthed a 'Well', and before he left, he said to me, "Jesse, I have treated you well over the years."

I didn't answer him, but only after he left, I was filled with hatred. He treated me well. Did that mean he killed my parents but spared my life?

No, I knew for sure he was going to kill me too.

On the night my parents had a car accident, I was originally supposed to be in the car, but my classmate called and invited me to a party. I pleaded with my parents, and after getting their permission, I went out and took a taxi to play with my classmates.

If I could go back in time, I wouldn't allow all this to happen.

I wished it were I who was in the car instead of them.

But the clock couldn't be turned back, anyway.

But my parents must not die in vain, and the murderer must be punished!