The yard descended into absolute chaos.
Lillian wasn't in a hurry. She casually clicked off her megaphone.
Her payload test flight had been completely ruined today.
Since her schedule was cleared, she had nothing but time.
They had sabotaged her most critical project—did they really think she would let them off easy?
Not to mention, they had torched Nathan's car, destroying the incredibly expensive equipment and models inside. Now, all she wanted was to watch this unified mob tear each other to shreds.
As expected, people who would ruthlessly extort their own daughter had zero loyalty to anyone.
A million dollars was sitting right in front of them. The prospect of the direct family taking home fifty thousand dollars each month was staggering. It wasn't just a small sum; it was a ticket to a life of pure luxury.
This was the life they had always dreamed of!
But if that money had to be split among dozens of distant cousins, their individual shares would drop to ten or twenty thousand.
What could they do with ten grand? Their lifestyle upgrade wouldn't be nearly as glamorous.
The screaming match began.
Celia's parents and siblings drew the line. "She's our kid! Now that she's made it big, her immediate family comes first!"
"Yeah!" a sibling yelled. "My sister used to give you guys money all the time. Don't push your luck!"
The extended relatives shoved back, equally furious.
"You dragged us all the way to Northwyn and we took the heat for you! Now that we're here, you think you can just use us and kick us to the curb?"
"Don't even think about it! We get a cut of that allowance too!"
"Damn straight! I don't care if it's ten grand or twenty, we aren't leaving without our share!"

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