All Chapters of Not Over My Dead Body!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

The stench of his sweaty sock was overwhelming, making me gag.“No, stop! What are you doing? I’m telling the truth! Is this how you treat your elders? I’m really your dad’s sister. You can call him and confirm!”I tried to run toward the door, but two more men grabbed me, and the sock was shoved into my mouth.“Sister? Ha! You’ve got to be kidding me. Playing some twisted game with an old man, calling each other siblings when he’s thirty or forty years older than you? You’re pathetic!”I wanted to throw up again because the smell was unbearable. However, with the sock crammed in my mouth, it got stuck in my throat, making it even worse.After my mother divorced her ex, she remarried my dad and had me. That was why I was much younger than Edward and I took my mother’s last name.“I’m here to take back what’s rightfully mine,” Jenny sneered. “Everything in this house, including the property itself, is mine. Unless you sign these papers, you won’t be walking out of here standing.”

Jenny stared at the wall filled with limited-edition Hermès crocodile leather bags in complete disbelief. I had collected those pieces from boutiques all over the world, all stored neatly in that villa’s massive 1,000-square-foot walk-in closet.“You bitch! I’ve begged that old man for money countless times, but he wouldn’t give me a single cent! While I’ve been dodging debt collectors, not only has he never lifted a finger to help, but he even has no problem buying you bags worth millions!” Jenny screamed, kicking me over and over while ordering the men to haul away my bags.As if that was not enough, she commanded them to dislocate my arm.“I’ve done my research and heard you’ve been living here for a while. Everyone around here seems to think you’re a decent person. Well, today I’ll show them what a shameless homewrecker you really are!”“Mmph! Mmph!” I tried to say no, but it all came out muffled. I had only moved in two weeks ago and had just started building relationships

I fumbled for my phone on the hospital bed when suddenly, Edward fell to his knees with a loud thud right in front of me.I stared at him in shock, unable to process what I was seeing.“Molly, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault, and I hate myself for having raised kids like this. I thought they were just extreme but not bad at heart. I never imagined they’d do something so horrible—leaving you like this, hurt and broken. I’m so sorry, Molly.”I watched my nearly 80-year-old brother, trembling on his knees, and felt a storm of emotions inside me. I was furious that he would even think of protecting those monsters. However, my heart ached to see him, so old and frail, kneeling before me, begging for forgiveness.That was when I learned that after his wife passed away years ago, Edward had to raise those kids alone. As he was always working, he left most of their care to the nanny. Guilt weighed on him for not being there enough, so he gave them whatever they wanted, thinking it woul

Edward was dead. He had a heart attack after Jenny enraged him, and despite attempts to revive him, he died on the spot.With a heavy heart, I took care of Edward’s funeral arrangements before immediately calling the police. From that day on, Jenny and Marcus Grange, along with those thugs, would pay dearly for what they had done!In the past, I might have let them off the hook out of respect for Edward. However, now that Jenny had killed the only person protecting her and caused her own father’s death, I would make her suffer a thousand times over!Jenny, Marcus, and those goons were arrested by the police on charges of malicious injury and illegal seizing of property. I hired the best legal team, determined to ensure they served the maximum sentence!Before the trial verdict, I decided to pay Jenny a visit. This time, as soon as she saw me, she dropped to her knees.“Aunt Molly, I’m sorry! I was wrong! The food here is awful, and the bed isn’t as comfortable as at home. The peop