Zack and Jolin casually handed an envelope to Lilith, "Here's to a lifetime of happiness and to starting a family soon."
Lilith stood up and plopped down on the couch, pulling out the cash from the envelope to count it.
"Eight grand in one day. Jackpot," she mused.
She didn't even bother to count the measly sum Rahul and Perla had given.
"Ritchie," she scoffed, addressing Ritchie, "your mom keeps talking about how we're the rich family. The rich family is like Uncle Zack and Aunt Jolin's place. I've never seen such penny-pinching. They act high and mighty, but they are stingy. " She spat on the floor in disgust.
Emma used to have her fair share of arguments with Perla, but she was an educated woman, not one to make a scene. Lilith, however, was a different breed, and she could wail, make a scene, and threaten to walk out if she didn't get her way. Her flair for drama was every bit as good as Perla's.
Ritchie had a particular talent for ignoring domestic storms, deeply engrossed in his video games, the very picture of an absentee manager.
At that moment, he was already glued to his smartphone's screen, annoyed, "If you think it's too little, go ask my mom. It's got nothing to do with me. Leave me out of it, and I'm gaming."
Perla was fuming, "Every penny in this house is under my watch. Whatever you got, you'll end up giving it to me anyway."
Lilith sneered, "In your dreams, lady. This gift is mine. Why should I hand it over to you?"
Perla was livid at the thought of Lilith pocketing the gift money for herself.
"You little brat, think you can run this place? Hand over the money right now."
As she lunged for Lilith's purse, she underestimated her strength, honed from years of farm work. Lilith easily pushed her away.
Perla staggered backward, nearly toppling over, but Rahul caught her just in time.
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