The lawyer beside her added, “Ms. Murphy, our Ms. Griffin is truly gifted. Her report is perfect, and you don’t stand a chance of winning.”
Watching the two of them take turns showing off, I couldn’t help but find the whole thing strangely funny.
Just then, Skylar’s phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and instantly changed to a sweet, spoiled voice.
“Hi, Mom.”
“Hmm, I’ve already rented the place. The landlord’s kind of slow, but it’s fine. I’ve already had the lawyer send her a letter.”
“Don’t worry, she can’t win against me. Soon she’ll hand over the money and fix up the house just the way we want. By the time you and Dad come, you can move straight into a brand-new home.”
After hanging up, she looked at me proudly. “Did you hear that? Everything I’m doing is for my parents. I’m such a good daughter, even heaven will side with me.”
I stood there, stunned by how shameless she was.
So this whole thing wasn’t even for herself; she wanted me to pay for her parents’ new retirement home.
“Ms. Murphy, have you decided?” the lawyer asked.
I looked straight at Skylar and said slowly, “If I’m right, you’ve already sent your so-called report to the owners’ group chat, haven’t you?”