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The Rolex & The Ruin: My Family's Greed

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 817    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

ght in my stomach. I looked from Gabrielle

finally ma

were slow. "You think you can just show up with your fancy car and

t my mothe

my eyes. "Gabrielle is just...

ve misunderstanding, and a public argument wasn't the way

"I' m tired from the drive. I' m ju

side, but my mother

. that' s Caleb and Ga

"What? The maste

.. she needs the bigger space. And the en-suite bath

room. I had picked out the furniture, the paint, the view of the oak

o sleep?" I asked, my

ovely," my mother said with that same forced cheer.

g I had imagined. The simple, honest life I c

lle had gone to bed in my room, I corner

eping my voice low. "Why does Gabrielle thin

ly looked shifty. He stared at his worn-out boo

e to tell her,"

with tears. It was a performance I' d se

business failed... we had nothing. Gabrielle' s family... they' re well-off,

Caleb' s name. A gift from his successful sister. It was the only way the

that I almost laughed. They had used my gift, my gen

believe that?" I aske

is trump card. "I did it for family. Just like I did for you. Remember? After your father

lliant but ill-fated engineer, had died in a workplace accident when I was ten. He had left a trust fund specifica

g, manipulative stranger, and I s

e flat and devoid of emotion. "My father'

he fake tears dr

for argument. "You will tell Gabrielle and her family the tr

. "Annabel! Whe

ne on Elm Street. It' s smaller, but it' s yours, rent-free. I' ll even pay t

and resentment. The illusion of our happy family h

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The Rolex & The Ruin: My Family's Greed
The Rolex & The Ruin: My Family's Greed
“Divorced and a multi-millionaire, I finally packed my bags and left Silicon Valley behind. All I wanted was to return to my hometown in Ohio, reconnect with my blue-collar family, and embrace a simple, honest life, especially with my sister-in-law expecting. But when I arrived, their embrace was anything but warm. To test their loyalty, I lied, claiming I was broke, expecting sympathy. Instead, my brother raged that they were "counting on my payout," and my pregnant sister-in-law, wearing the expensive Rolex I gifted her, sneered, demanding I pay rent to live in the very house I bought and owned. The betrayal escalated. They claimed my master bedroom, threw out my belongings, and openly mocked my alleged financial ruin. My mother and stepfather, whom I' d supported for years, stood by, silently endorsing the cruelty. My stepfather even tearfully confessed he'd put my house in my brother's name to secure his marriage, then tried to manipulate me with a fabricated story about paying for my college. How could my own family turn on me like this? Why were they so filled with greed and contempt? What hidden resentments festered beneath their supposed love? When I finally ripped off the mask of poverty and exposed my true wealth and ownership, their carefully constructed lies shattered. But the shocking truth about their betrayal was nothing compared to the dark secret I was about to uncover, a secret buried for two decades that connected them directly to my father' s mysterious death and a chilling attempt on my own life.”
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