Powerful Revenge: Never Tolerate Unreasonable Demands

I finally sighed in relief; thankfully, Jamar's still got his humanity intact.

But the next second, Jane started to go crazy in my room.

She grabbed all my skincare and makeup products and threw them on the ground. Then she opened my wardrobe and threw all my clothes on the ground, even stepping on them a few times.

"Tiffany, you want to bully me in my own house? Let me tell you, no way."

I was speechless and asked Jamar, "Are you going to do something about it?"

Jamar immediately started picking up my things; Jane dropped one, and he picked up one.

Jane saw him picking up and became even angrier; she tore it apart and threw it away.

Jamar's face darkened, "Are you done causing trouble? What are you going crazy for?"

Jane saw her older brother scolding her, making her even crazier.

"Are you still my brother if you'll scold me for that woman? Listen up, in this family, it's a her-or-me situation. You decide."

Jamar tried his best to endure, and Monica followed with insincere persuasion.

"Jane, you should be a little more reasonable; don't make things difficult for your brother. Although this is your brother's house, they are a couple; forget it, Mom and you move out."

"Let's rent a small apartment and live our own little life so we don't have to look at other people's faces."

"Haha, is this an attempt at persuasion? It definitely seems like you're fanning the flames here." I thought.

Sure enough, Jane became even angrier.

"Why? There is a big house, why should we go out and rent a small apartment? If anyone should go out, it should be Tiffany."

Jane looked at me fiercely with jealousy.

"Why do you get to use those high-end cosmetics? Why do you get to eat imported fruits? Why can't I? "

Seeing her crazy appearance, I knew that reasoning with her was useless.

Jamar also stood there without any intention of taking action.

I directly grabbed her hair and slapped her face left and right, and said, "Jane, do you need your ears cleaned out? Can't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to get lost, so get lost!"

She wanted to fight back, but unfortunately, I pushed her far away, and she happened to hit the corner of the table.

She tried to rush towards me angrily, but Jamar stopped her.

"Enough, stop it right now! This is unacceptable behavior, arguing with your elder sister-in-law and threatening violence. Especially at your young age." said Jamar.

She was unconvinced and said, "She hit me first; I have to fight back; I must fight back."

Jamar held her tightly and said, "I told you not to go crazy. I know how your sister-in-law has treated you these past two years. You're 18 now; can't you be more mature and be a little more reasonable?"

Monica, who was watching Jane go crazy on the side, saw that Jane was at a disadvantage and couldn't just stand there anymore.

Hug Jane tightly.

"Forget it, Jane. You're still young. It doesn't matter if you suffer a little. Don't let your older brother and sister-in-law argue."

Jamar frowned, "Mom, do you ever advise people like this? Jane is the way she is now because you spoiled her."

Upon hearing just a single remark from Jamar, Monica immediately sat down on the ground, pounding her thighs and wailing loudly, "What have I spoiled her? She was slapped by your wife a few times, and I can't even say a word. I am your mother, not your servant or nanny. How can you treat me like this?"

I wanted to roll my eyes, but Jamar immediately apologized to Monica, saying, "I didn't mean that; don't overthink."

Monica took the opportunity to shout, "It's not you who meant it, but your wife. When you're not at home, she calls me a servant, a nanny, and never Monica."

"Damn it! Monica is a real fibber; she has no trouble making up lies on the spot." I thought.

I was about to argue, but Monica suddenly grabbed Jane and knelt in front of me, slapping herself while kneeling.

"Tiffany, I beg you, don't drive me away. We are widowed and orphaned. Where do you want to drive me away? We can only wait to die when we go out."

Jamar immediately went to pull her mother up and begged me. "Tiffany, we are all family; let's forget about everything and call Mom to get up."

I was angry but still wanted to pull Monica up first. As for Jane, she could kneel as long as she wanted, and I would ignore her.

Unexpectedly, before Monica stood up, Jane suddenly ran to the rooftop and said as she ran, "Tiffany, if you bully me, I will die to show you, make you a murderer, and make you unable to live the rest of your life."