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My sister-in-law's voice was high-pitched and arrogant, as if she was the owner of the villa and I was a mouse that had strayed into the mansion. Everyone present cast contemptuous glances at me and laughed at me.

However, I didn't take these taunts and humiliations to heart. Since I became rich, I have become more confident, and these verbal attacks do not cause any harm to me.

I smiled and looked at my sister-in-law, and said word by word: "First, I have no interest in following you. Seeing you only makes me feel bored. Second, I say it again, I will become a prisoner to take the blame for your husband. Please always remember this. Third, you despise me for being a prisoner and stay in my house and refuse to leave. I want to ask who is shameless?"

My words were so precise that everyone shut up. Their eyes turned to my sister-in-law with complicated expressions. Feeling everyone's gazes, my sister-in-law frowned and retorted guiltily: "Don't talk nonsense here! The house obviously belongs to Ahao. What does it have to do with you?" I sneered and said, "Anyway, the lawyer's letter has been sent to your home. I hope you can still be so stubborn in court."

The brother who had been silent the whole time suddenly became anxious after hearing this: "Alex! We are all family, do you have to make such a scene?"

I looked at him coldly and said, "Why didn't you say that we are a family when you drove me out of my house? Why didn't you say that we are a family when your wife just slandered and humiliated me in public? Now that you see I've threatened your interests, you use the so-called family to put pressure on me? When you can get benefits from me, we are a family, but if you can't, I am the prisoner you call a labor camp, right?"

The more I talked, the more heartbroken I became. I really couldn't understand how the little brat who used to follow me and call me brother since he was a child became like this.

"Don't you think too highly of yourself? What benefit can we get from you, a lowly prisoner with no money and no job? We just hope you won't bother us and suck our blood, okay?" My sister-in-law raised her proud head again and began to belittle me.

"Is there any misunderstanding between you?" Wendy, who had been confused all along, finally couldn't help but interrupt. Although she didn't know me well, she at least knew that I was a wealthy man who bought ten villas. This identity was completely different from the prisoner who only sucked blood and depended on his parents as described by my sister-in-law.

" There is no misunderstanding, Wendy. Don't be deceived by the honest appearance of this prisoner. He is just a disgusting parasite who depends on his parents! Call the police and drive him away. Be careful that he will depend on you!" My sister-in-law looked at me sinisterly, as if she was waiting for a good show.

"But...I invited him specially! The wealthy landlord who bought ten villas at one go is him!" Wendy explained very seriously.

Hearing this, my brother and sister-in-law widened their eyes in astonishment and said in disbelief: "What? He is the super rich landlord? How is this possible?"

Wendy nodded and said with certainty: "It's him. He's my landlord. I won't make a mistake."

Now everyone present changed their expressions and looked at me in surprise. "This is impossible, Alex, you must have done something to deceive Wendy or you are pretending to be that rich landlord?" My sister-in-law said firmly.

One was the labor camp prisoner whom she despised the most, and the other was the wealthy landlord whom she could never reach. She could not connect the two together.

I looked at her like she was a clown and said calmly, "Whatever you think."

After that, I looked at Wendy and said politely: "I'm sorry to disrupt your party. Have fun, I'll go back first."

After that, I turned around and left. At this time, my brother chased out and stopped in front of me with a complicated expression and said: " Alex... Oh no brother, what's going on?"

Realizing the change in my status, my younger brother started calling me brother again. At this moment, he put away his sharp eyes and looked at me as if he had become the little kid following me again. But I already knew that he was not following me but a safe haven that could benefit him.

I looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Don't call me brother. How can I, a prisoner, be worthy of being your brother?" After I finished speaking, I walked past him and left.