Semua Bab Whatever. I'm Here to Destroy the Company: Bab 1 - Bab 9

After the banquet, the happy family of three waited for me in the back lounge.The moment the door closed, Rita's elegant mask crumbled into pure contempt."Who are you making that sour face for? You've signed the papers. Move out of the villa tomorrow. Stop getting in Cathleen's way."Cathleen lounged on the sofa, admiring her freshly done nails, and said with indifference, "Abby, don't take Mom's bluntness personally. I've already had your things packed. They're right by the back door, next to the trash bins."I pulled out a chair, sat down like I owned the place, and dropped every trace of tears and weakness.I crossed one leg over the other, pulled a mint from my bag, and popped it into my mouth. "Moving out is fine."I raised my eyes and swept a cold gaze across the three of them. "Pay up."The air froze for three seconds.Gary slammed the table and shot to his feet. "What did you say? You have the nerve to ask for money? Three years we fed you, housed you, and now you dar

Of course, I knew Cathleen wouldn't let things end there. But I didn't expect her to move so fast—or play so dirty.On my way back from the bank after wiring the funds, a plain white van with no license plates suddenly cut off my taxi. Several men in black ski masks piled out, yanked open the door without a word, and pressed an ether-soaked rag over my mouth and nose.I held my breath and played along, pretending to pass out. I didn't mind playing the bait if it meant trapping the rats.When I came to, I found myself in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.The air stank of grease and mildew.Rough hemp rope bound me to a rusty iron chair. Seven or eight burly men with clubs stood around me. And Cathleen loomed above, looking down like she'd already won."Abby. Look at you now."She twirled a folding knife in her hand, every trace of fake kindness ripped from her face. Underneath was something ugly and vicious."What's the password? Transfer that 10 million back, and

Half an hour after the livestream cut out, Gary and Rita stormed into the warehouse like madmen, dragging a small army of bodyguards behind them.The moment they stepped through the door and saw the wounded rolling on the floor and Cathleen trembling in the corner, Rita let out a piercing wail. She threw herself at her daughter."My precious Cathleen! Look what she did to you! Does it hurt?"Cathleen, now that her backup had arrived, cranked up the waterworks. "Mom! Abby is a monster! She tried to kill me!"Gary's face turned the color of forged iron. He jabbed a finger at me—I was sitting on an oil drum wiping my hands—and roared, "You animal! How could you do this to your own sister?! Where's your humanity?"Rita piled on with her own venom. "I always knew you were a curse! We never should have claimed you in the first place! Call the police! We're calling the police! Lock her up and throw away the key!"Watching these parents twist black into white, I couldn't help but laugh.

One week later, at the Newark family villa.The once-magnificent mansion now lay in shambles. Priceless antique vases had shattered across the floor. The servants had long since packed their bags and fled. Even the security guards at the gate were nowhere to be seen.Gary sat on the living room sofa, his hair turned gray, looking as though he'd aged a decade overnight.To plug the gaping hole in the company's finances, he'd sold off every property, every car, every share of stock he owned. He'd even mortgaged the villa itself. But it was like pouring a cup of water into a burning building.Rita sat on the floor, her hair a wild mess, wailing at the top of her lungs, "Why is my life so miserable?! Gary, you useless failure! How could you let the company go under?!""Shut up!" Gary's eyes went bloodshot. He backhanded her across the face. "If you hadn't spoiled that useless daughter of yours, the company would still be standing!"The slap stunned Rita into silence. Then the two of