At once, her nervous expression melted away, replaced by a triumphant smirk. She waved her phone in my face. "See? The Kramer family isn’t going to make a big show out of this—it’s natural for a wealthy family to keep a low profile. But they still contacted me right away. They’re probably sending money as we speak!"
Her voice turned cutting. "You’re so spineless, you’ll never amount to anything. You’re not even fit to carry my shoes. Get lost!"
She shoved me aside and strutted into her bedroom to change.
Meanwhile, my parents turned their frustration on me.
"You’re useless!" my father barked. "You don’t have your sister’s talent, but you’re quick to tear her down. Why did we even bother raising you?"
"If you want to leave, then leave!" My mother snapped, her voice rising with anger. "All you do is get in the way!" Her eyes glistened with excitement as she added, "This is our chance! We made the right gamble! Who knows—maybe we’ll be moving into a villa by tonight!"