The Neighbor From Hell My Sweet RevengeChapter 1

Mrs. Lawrence next door mooched off my family's internet for three years without paying a dime. Out of neighborly goodwill, I'd always looked the other way.

Then yesterday she texted me out of nowhere: "What garbage broadband does a broke loser like you even have? If you screw up my son's Harvard admission, can you even afford to pay us back?!"

Before I could reply, she was already at my door, kicking the security gate with a bang bang bang, hands planted on her hips.

"What trash internet did you install?! Upgrade it to gigabit, NOW. If you ruin my son's future, you couldn't pay it back even if you sold yourself!"

I watched the door rattle under her kicks and said nothing.

Went back inside. Changed the Wi-Fi name to "Connect and your whole family gets sterilized." Unplugged the router.

Then I glanced at the rats' nest of illegally spliced wires outside her window, smirked, and called the power company to report her for stealing electricity.

If she wanted to make my life hell, her whole family could ring in the New Year together at the detention center.

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"Who reported me?!"