"It was just a broken box. How much could it be worth?"
I suppressed my fury. "The box held what my mother left for me. You knew that, Ethan!"
He replied lazily, "I know. Are you upset now about throwing it away? You haven’t treated my parents well for a long time!"
"Find it for me, Ethan," my tone hardened.
"It was flushed away long ago. How could I possibly find it for you?" He said coldly, with disdain.
"Stop pretending, Vivian. Hurry and buy my mom the same set of jewelry!"
"Buy it for you? Dream on." Hearing this, I almost laughed aloud. "Ethan, thank your mother. You’ve finally shown me the true face of your family."
I whispered through clenched teeth.
"Whatever you say!" Ethan barked. "If you don’t buy it, then get out of the company! I’m the president, after all."
His tone was firm, though I caught a faint tremor in it.
"Vivian, we’ve been married five years. I’ve given you five years of my youth, and this is your attitude?"
"I just realized today how ungrateful you are! I was desperate to promote you in the company."
"I’m telling you, Julia will be at your desk tomorrow. You don’t need to come to work anymore. Go beg on the street!" he snapped.