Chapter 9: Doubts, Demands, and Unspoken Tensions
"Talk is easy when you have nothing."
Arthur’s mother spoke before Julian left, crossing her arms over her chest and laughing mockingly. Her eyes swept over Julian from head to toe with a condescending look. Beside her, Arthur wore a sneering smile too, wrapping an arm around Natalie’s shoulders as she continued to fake sob.
"You want to make Claire happy? With what, Julian? With your odd-job laborer’s wages?" Arthur chimed in again with a dismissive tone. "You probably have to make installment payments just to buy a decent pair of shoes."
Julian did not take the bait. His face remained calm, but his gaze was ice cold as he looked at Natalie. "We’ll see. But before that, I think this house has a pretty good security system. I’ll ask the
