Chapter 5

The moment Ronald finished speaking, they started looting my house, especially my house. They grabbed my shoes and all my accessories.

My house descended into chaos.

My parents only stood by silently. They did not even stop them.

When Jessica started snapping at them to leave, Ronald finally stopped pillaging and haughtily looked at me. “We’ve got the money. You can take us to the manor now.”

Did I give it to him? He stole it from me!

“I told you many times before that I’m not letting you go in.” I continued saying no and asked them for payment. “I recorded all your actions just now. Put down everything in your hands and pay me back for the things you destroyed, or I’m calling the police.”

Their expressions changed.

Quite a number of them were terrified and wanted to put the things down, but Ronald turned to my mother and questioned her coldly, “How could someone threaten to send his aunts and uncles to the police? Aren’t you going to do anything about this?”

I did not cave to the pressure and dragged the conversation right back. “You’re only a bunch of opportunistic thieves. How dare you call yourselves my aunts and uncles? You’re more like monsters!”

The moment I finished speaking, though, my mother slapped me. “Apollo, what on earth are you saying? You’re crossing the line!”

I scanned my house.

My relatives were grinning smugly, my mother was furious, and my father was useless and could only hint at me to just let it slide.

Suddenly, I found the entire thing meaningless. “Do you call this crossing the line? I’m going to do something even worse!”

With that said, I ignored all of them and left with a slam of the door.

I intended to head straight to the police station and had them arrested first, but my phone suddenly vibrated.

My father had sent me a message.

[Your mother brought them to the manor. I couldn’t stop them.]

In the past, I had given them the manor’s address so that they could send me things.

I had not expected them to be so generous in sharing it to others.

In the past, I would have tried my best to stop them and dissuade them from going to a haunted manor, but I had come to realize something. It was impossible to dissuade stubborn idiots eager to march to their own deaths. I should just let them be.

They did not have the password for the gate, anyway.

However, they thought that since a family member owned it, they could do whatever they wanted, so they broke the lock and went in.

That was not all. Ronald even happily took a video and posted it in the group chat.

“Guys, check it out. Apollo’s manor is really big. The weather outside is almost 105 degrees Fahrenheit, and we were melting, but it’s so cold inside. We didn’t even need to turn on the air conditioning.”

Behind him, my aunts were caressing the jewelry inside.

My mother waved her arm and said generously, “My son’s things belong to everyone. Just grab whatever you like. You don’t have to hold back.”

Everyone started praising her.

As I watched their smug expressions, I said nothing.

They did not know that they were not to touch the things inside, or they would be haunted.

Upon that thought, I decided to go back home and hold off reporting to the police.

Arresting them just like this would be letting them off easy.

I packed up some things and found another place to stay.

The next morning, I was woken up by a call.

When I took a look at my phone, I found that Ronald was video calling me.