Chapter 213: The High Price of Betrayal
"Uncle, if you say that, I'll be too ashamed." My cousin said. "If my mom takes this money, won't the neighbors poke fun at us? My mom was confused for a moment. We can't accept this money. We're family. If others find out, won't they laugh at us?"
"And have you forgotten, when my parents were working outside when I was a child, I stayed at your house until I was ten. You always gave me the best food and toys first while William, Macy, and Ray could only watch."
My cousin looked ashamed, his eyes red. "It can be said that you made up for the lack of parental love in my childhood. We absolutely cannot accept this money."
My dad sighed, and my mom's eyes welled up with tears as she sniffled. "We're family. There's no need to be so formal. Come, let's sit and talk. Macy, go make some coffee!"
I was deeply moved. My cousin was a person who remembered kindness. Just the fact that he brought his family over to apologize tonight and said those words, any anger I had dissipated.
I said to him, "Tommy, please sit down."
"William, I'm sorry!"
He bowed to me. "Today is Ray's graduation celebration. You bought a new car and brought your girlfriend. It's a triple celebration, but my mom messed it up. Please don't be mad."
I quickly went to support him. "It's all in the past. After a good night's sleep, everything will be forgotten. Don't worry about it. Every family has its conflicts. The key is to resolve them."
"Thank you!"
Then, my uncle also stepped forward and said, "You know, I'm not good with words. Actually, I've seen everything you've done over the years. It's all my fault for being too weak, letting my wife bully you."
My aunt stood by, not daring to say a word.
"Don't say anything more. Whatever happened in the past, let's leave it there. Today's matter is settled."
My dad waved his hand and pulled him to sit down. They talked about the past, from childhood to when our grandparents passed away and we grew up. The bond between the two brothers was still strong, and both were moved to tears.
At some point, Ray woke up and leaned against the door frame, quietly listening to their conversation.
My uncle's family eventually left, leaving the money behind. But the rift between the families was gone, even though my aunt never spoke a word.
My cousin said he wanted to visit our aunt's house, as we only have one aunt.
"Actually, your uncle has his difficulties," my dad explained. "Back then, your aunt's family was well-off. Marrying into our family was considered marrying down. Without your aunt's family's support, your uncle's family wouldn't be doing so well now."
I thought for a moment, then took the $10,000 from the car and split it into two. "Ray, this $5,000 is yours. Now that we have money at home, feel free to use it. There is no need to be too frugal!"
"Macy, this $5,000 is your college startup fund. Others have it when they go to college, and you shouldn't be lacking."
"William, this is too much. I usually earn enough through part-time work. This money..."
"Just take it. Use it for whatever you need. Buy food, drinks, watch movies, get clothes and makeup. Do what someone your age should do."
I patted her head. "Other people's sisters are treasures, and so are mine!"
"Thank you, William!"
She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled happily.
"William, then I'll take it. When I start working in the future, I will definitely pay you back!" Ray said confidently.
My parents were also pleased. Although our family used to be warm, it always felt like something was missing. Now, nothing was lacking.
"William, now that you have a company, you need money everywhere. Take this for emergencies."
"Mom, I have plenty of income now. Besides, this money is my gift to you."
"William, you started a company?"
Macy said. "Can I intern at your company next semester?"
"Of course!"
I nodded. Time flew, and Macy was about to enter her senior year. In someone else's company, she might be mistreated and bullied, but in my company, no one would dare to bully her.
"I have two companies now. One is a dance training company, currently managed by Lucy, and the other is a media company. You can choose which one you want to go to, and I'll arrange it for you."
"Wow, William, you actually have two companies!"
Macy looked at me admiringly, and Ray also joined in. "William, does this mean you're a big boss now?"
I chuckled. "Not exactly a big boss, more like a small one!"
"Can I help out at your company during summer and winter breaks?"
"Sure, but let's start from the basics!"
"Okay!"
That night, lying in bed, I checked my phone and saw a bunch of messages.
Holly:
* "Mr. Maine, I've finalized the collaboration. The contract is in your email!"
Her work reports were always so concise, but I was excited. We had secured deals with the radio, newspaper, and TV channels—all major traditional media outlets.
I didn't know what to say.
I replied: "Great, that's fantastic! Wait for me tomorrow morning!"
WY Media Company's channels were set up, and we could officially start operations. The progress was far beyond my expectations.
Lillian Allen:
* "William, we'll meet tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock. Remember!"
Melody Wilson:
* "The weather is nice today. Would you like to go for a walk by the seaside?"
* "William, are you playing hide and seek again? (Angry)"
* The most recent message was sent at three in the afternoon. "Fine. If you're ignoring me, I'll go with someone else!"
Below was a photo of her in a one-piece swimsuit at the beach.
I was instantly furious. 'Who did she go with?' I thought. I hadn't had time to check my phone all day today.
I replied: "I went back to my hometown today to deal with some things and just finished. I wasn't ignoring you on purpose!"
After waiting for a while without a reply from her, I admit I started to worry. 'Is she at the beach with another man right now? She wouldn't, right?' Even though I knew her, women could be impulsive, and it was normal for emotions to override reason.
Just then, she sent a voice message. I quickly played it, and a series of gasps and muffled sounds filled the air. The voice was hers, a mix of pleasure and a strange, unfamiliar distress. My mind went blank. My heart pounded against my ribs. It felt like a hand was squeezing it fiercely, a wave of intense, nauseating pain washing over me. The unmistakable sounds of intimacy, shamelessly sent to me. My vision blurred.
"Melody, we're done!"
With trembling hands, I sent the message and deleted her contact.
I forced myself to calm down and lit a cigarette, the anger in my heart growing stronger. I smoked half a pack before the anger subsided slightly.
Just then, a friend request popped up on my phone: "William, I was just joking with you. Please add me back!"
"William, I'm sorry. I really didn't do anything to betray you."
Looking at the messages from Melody, I sneered. If she had the guts to send me that, why didn't she have the guts to admit it?
I replied: "Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I'll believe you?"
"Accept my friend request. Let's video chat. I really didn't deceive you!"
'Video chat? To see you being intimate with another man and then humiliate me again?' I thought. Honestly, Melody was indeed capable of doing such a thing. If she had any decency, she wouldn't have taken advantage of me for a year.
"No need. Whoever you're with has nothing to do with me. Let's leave it at that!"
After replying to the message, I waited a while before opening the message from Tatiana Camille: "Remember to pick me up at 7 in the morning!"
I replied: "I'm in my hometown in the countryside. I won't be there that early. You'll have to drive yourself."
It was best not to make any decisions when angry, and I definitely shouldn't take it out on others.
Tatiana seemed to sense something off about me. "Why did you go back to your hometown?"
"There are some family matters. I needed to take care of some things."
"Are you in a bad mood?"
"No, it's getting late. Get some rest!"
Just as I sent the message, a video call popped up from Tatiana.
I really wasn't in the mood to answer the call, even though Macy and Ray were sleeping upstairs and were unlikely to hear it.
I hung up the call. "My family is resting. It's not convenient to answer."
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