Revenge On Her Cheating Ex And Sister-In-Law

Story 1 January 1st, 2017. It was the first day of a new year, the beginning of a fresh year for most folks. But for Lisa Green, it marked the start of her worst nightmare. You see, this day was the anniversary of her elder brother Harry Green's death. It was pouring cats and dogs, and the factory suddenly called to say there was a problem with an order. Harry insisted on going to fix it himself. Ignoring the pouring rain, he hopped in his car, but his journey was cut short by a tire blowout. The car tumbled down a hill, and it took three days to find his body. The pain sliced through Lisa's heart like a knife. This was the guy who used to pat her on the head and tell her to patiently wait for his return. The guy who'd always come to her rescue when she was in trouble. And now, he was gone, leaving her staring at that black and white photo at the funeral home, feeling like this whole thing was just unreal. She couldn't help but resent herself. If only she had insisted that he stay home, would he still be alive? Two years ago, her parents passed away, and Harry was all she had left. Now, she was all alone, drowning in guilt. "Harry! Pay up! Harry! Pay up!" Suddenly, there was a loud commotion outside the door, and in came two burly guys with a bunch of others, all making a beeline for Lisa. "Your brother's order messed up, and the factory lost 600 grand. The workers are waiting for their pay!" Lisa glared at the intruders, tears welling up in her eyes. "He's right there. Go ask him. Do you guys even have a heart? My brother just died, and you barge in here without even feel sorry, demanding money?!" "Dead folks are already dead! But we're still here!" The lead guy shouted, and the others chimed in, "We want our money! Once we get it, we're outta here! He's dead, but you're still alive, aren't you? You can pay for him!" Lisa clenched her fists tightly. "The company's bankrupt! Where am I supposed to get 600 grand for you guys?" "That ain't our problem. We just want the money! If you don't have it, don't you still have a house? Everybody, start moving stuff out. As long as you don't pay us for a day, we'll make sure you don't see Harry's body for a day!" The mob instantly dispersed, like a bunch of bandits, ransacking everything in the house. Antique vases were swiped if they could be carried, and the ones they couldn't take were smashed to bits. "That vase is mine!" "I saw it first!" Their once-warm home was stripped bare, reduced to a complete mess, and even Harry's memorial couldn't escape their rampage. Lisa couldn't hold back her fury. "Get out! Get out of my house!" But no one paid her any attention, and someone even pushed her, causing her to fall to the ground, scraping her palms and sending pain shooting through her. Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. "My brother just died, and you guys...how can you do this?" "Your brother's dead already. If you can't get the money, we can't survive either!" the two lead guys, unyielding, forcibly lifted Lisa up, ignoring her cries, and tossed her out of the Green family house. "Why are you screaming? Isn't your husband loaded? Getting 600 grand from him shouldn't be that hard, right? A little bedroom action, and you'll have your 600 grand, won't you?" The guy sneered with disdain. "From now on, you've got seven days. If you can't scrape together 600 grand, we're gonna mess up Harry's body!"