The bankrupt Clark brothers, whom I had been financially supporting, stared at me with disgust on their faces as they stood outside the slums.
Jason Clark, the older one said, “If it weren’t for Kimberly, why would we bother with you?”
Alex Clark, the younger one added, “If you don’t take Kimberly with you, we won’t go to your house either.”
If this happened earlier, I would have definitely apologized hurriedly with teary eyes.
But unfortunately for them, I had been reborn.
As I looked at these three people who had caused my death as well as the death of my unborn child to seize all my family assets, I felt a surge of rage that transformed into a cold smile.
As they stared in astonishment, I swiftly closed the door of the Rolls-Royce.
“Then you can stay here and live happily with Kimberly.”
“After all, I have nothing but money, and I am not worthy of your affection.”
Upon hearing my words, the three of them fell silent for a moment.
Jason frowned and asked me with a hiss, “Amelia James, what exactly do you mean by that? Don’t forget that you were the one who begged Alex and me to accept financial aid from the James family!”
I stared at Jason with a meaningful gaze.
Indeed, I was the one who had begged them to accept it.
In my previous life, I had always prioritized Jason and Alex and was ready to fulfill their every request.
After the Clarks’ bankruptcy, businesses that had once been closely affiliated with them distanced themselves, but I was the only one who did not hesitate to offer my support.
To make their lives more comfortable, I brought them from the slums to my home, and I even agreed without hesitation when they asked to bring Kimberly along.
Later, I had married Jason, only to discover while pregnant that he was having an affair with Kimberly.
