I replied briefly, “Stop! You are too dramatic, Richard. You don't need to put gold on your face. I never told you before that since the first day I started school, I've been number one in the whole school year. I've won all kinds of competitions.”
I glared at Richard for a while. “So what do you have? How could you steal my life if you weren't the best like me?”
Richard was still looking at me sarcastically. I said arrogantly, “You don't think that being born into a rich family is everything in life, do you? You can't eat four dishes in your life with that perception.”
I stared at him and continued, “By the way, I remind you that I'm not in a good mood right now. So, please, don't come and mess with me or someone will die between us.”
“Stop, Alfred. It’s enough! It's in the middle of dinner.”
Our father slapped the table. I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him now. It was more important to eat than talk with him.
Our father thought about it for a while and said, “I'll tell you the truth, Alfred. I brought you back because I see that your grades are good. So if you stay home and study at ease, you will get the money.”