Targeted Betrayal: My Evil Brother and the 300,000 Deposit

If I really gave it to you, I might as well spend the money to go to the hospital to check my brain!

I shook my head. "I really don't have that much money."

Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you.

Hearing me say that, Clay's face darkened. "Mom saw it with her own eyes before, why don't you have the money now?"

I looked at my mother and her eyes were evasive.

I was wondering why they suddenly called me and asked me to come home when I was at work.

It turned out that my mother had long been interested in my money and had been planning to seek benefits from me.

In my previous life, I felt that my parents had a hard life after I started working.

So I saved money from my salary every month to give my parents.

Now look how fool I was!

"Yara, since you don't have any money, just give me your ID, I'll go get a loan now. Mr. Gray is waiting. If I missed it, I wouldn't have the opportunity again!"

There was urgency in his tone.

I rolled my eyes speechlessly. It was the first time I saw someone rushing to give money to a scammer.

Use my ID to get a loan? How could he think so nicely? Why didn't he think of flying?

In my previous life, I felt that something was not right about it, so I tried to persuade him earnestly.

But in the end, they still accused me of not wanting them to make money!

They called me an ungrateful person with evil intentions.

They insisted that they had already made money following Mr. Gray, and the more they invested, the more they would earn.

They were determined, but finally gave up because they didn't get enough money.

My dad said indifferently, "Just listen to your brother and let him get the usurious loan. When he makes money, he can pay it back to you. It's just a few years of loan. You just work hard for some time. It will be fine once he makes money."

I work hard for some time? How funny!

"Have you used your ID cards to get the loans?"

They were choked from what I said. My dad said awkwardly, "Well, you don't have money."

"Oh, I lost my ID, so I can't get a loan.

"Besides, why don't you work hard and let Clay pay you back when he makes money?"

My dad said without thinking, "How can that be possible? How can we get a loan? Don't we have you? We are a family. It doesn't matter who applies for the loan."

I sneered. Shameless! "You know you can't borrow money."