"You've eaten, right? Today your brother and I were out running errands, so we didn't cook."
"Yeah," I responded blandly.
The villa seemed small from the outside, but it was actually quite large inside, especially with its high ceilings. Walking in, I immediately felt tiny under the luxurious chandelier, which flaunted the owner's wealth.
"Why did you suddenly move here? It's so hard to find," I deliberately avoided mentioning my brother's lottery win.
"Oh, this is a friend of Hyman's house. Their whole family moved abroad, so they offered us to stay here. We're helping them take care of the place," my mom said as she wiped down the furniture.
Whenever my mom lies, her eyelids blink incessantly.
"So how long are we renting out the apartment I bought? I'm planning to move back in."
My mom's hand paused for a moment, "That apartment was sold."
"How could the apartment be sold just like that? Why didn't you consult with me?"
"What's there to discuss? It's just a second-hand apartment!" My brother Hyman walked out of the room, dressed in a well-fitted suit that was clearly expensive.