No one dared to argue after Rebecca spoke; the room settled into uneasy silence.
Crystal, realizing she had no way out, clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white, seething with frustration. In her mind, she fumed: If Rebecca had lost ten million, George would have wired the money over without a second thought. But when it’s me, why is it suddenly so hard? And Rebecca—she’s clearly doing this just to spite me.
She shot Rebecca a murderous glare.
Rebecca led Crystal into a nearby room and closed the door behind them. Sitting down at the desk, she faced Crystal with a steely calm.
“All right,” Rebecca said, “let’s get the accounts straight. I want you to go through every detail—your business ventures, where the money went, every loan you’ve taken. Lay it all out.”
Crystal exploded, like a powder keg finally set alight. Her eyes were blazing as she shouted, “Rebecca, are you deliberately trying to ruin me?”
Rebecca, seeing Crystal’s mask finally drop, let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Oh? Not pretending anymore? Earlier, you thought you could fool us, that we’re all idiots. You rack up debt and expect Dad to bail you out—do you really think I don’t know what you’re up to?”
Crystal shot back, refusing to back down. “If you know, then why are you standing in my way?”
Rebecca crossed her arms, her expression darkening. “I’ve already said it: the Thomsons aren’t paying for your mistakes. And I’m not letting you squeeze money out of Dad, either.”
Crystal gritted her teeth, trembling with anger. “Did I say I was taking his money? I said I’d borrow it! How is that any of your business if I borrow from my own father?”
Rebecca snorted. “It would be one thing if Dad didn’t know what you’re up to. But now that I do, I’m not letting you do whatever you want. And let’s be real—you owe ten million, not just one. Even if Dad covers this million, what’s your plan for the other nine?”
Crystal was momentarily speechless, then snapped, “That’s my problem, not yours.”
Rebecca’s voice rose. “Grandpa put me in charge of this mess, so it is my problem.”
Rebecca looked at her, unyielding. “As long as I’m here, you won’t get a single penny out of the Thomson family.”
With that, Rebecca got up and walked out, leaving Crystal shaking with rage.
Downstairs, George called up, “Well? Did you get the accounts sorted out?”
Rebecca replied, “Yes, everything’s clear. Crystal said she’ll handle her debts herself, so you don’t need to worry, Dad.”
Upstairs, Crystal heard Rebecca’s words and nearly exploded with fury.
Rebecca, you’re absolutely insufferable! she screamed silently.
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