She had sold that house a long time ago, but the money was squandered before she was even put in jail.

Hence, she had no money left at all.

“You don't have money? Then shut up!" Jean bent down with a sinister look on his face and slapped Marie's face a few times with the cash in his hands. "In my house, I'm in charge. If you don't have money, just shut the f*ck up!"

His breath reeked of alcohol, and Marie looked at him full of hatred.

"What's with that look? Just looking at you makes me lose my appetite! If you don't want to live here, get out. With that run-down body of yours, no one will take pity on you and give you a place to live!" Jean showed no mercy as he pinched her chin forcefully.

Instantly, Marie's face was bruised by the pinch.

"It hurts!" She was in so much pain that her tears started overflowing.

Jean grunted and let go. He was put in a good mood again upon seeing the cash in his hand.

"If you still want to live here, be more honest with me. For old times' sake, I won't let you starve to death." After saying those cruel words, Jean turned around and went back to his room.

Marie massaged her chin in silence while tears streamed down her face and hatred filled her eyes.

She hated Bianca, she hated Jean, and she hated it all!

Jean had spent almost all the money he took from her, but he still had enough to splurge for quite some time now with the stack of money he got from who knew where!

All he cared about was money, right? Then, she would turn him into a poor wretch!

Marie sat on the sofa and looked at the clock hanging on the wall with dead eyes.

After drinking, Jean would usually beat people up violently and go to sleep afterward. Not to mention, he was the type to sleep like a log.

She waited until he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The clock on the wall ticked away. After an hour, Marie slowly got up.

hold on

slept soundly after drinking

so loud that they even drowned out the sound of her

money, Jean treated her like a treasure; now that she had no money, he treated her

him

of tucking cash under his pillow when he was asleep so that he would wake up immediately if someone were to take

was drunk at the moment and sleeping like a dead

she lifted the corner of the pillow with

out the thick wad of money, and her

She got it!

money in her

of cash was so thick that

shone through the doorway, so she could see the room clearly. The money was already in her hands, yet Jean was still unconscious with his mouth wide

through

life would not have been ruined. She was even naive enough to think that

wanted to

was against the law. She

she looked at the watch on his wrists. How

remembered that he bought this watch the day

a poor loser, yet he splurged on a thousand-dollar watch just to show

strap and took

sold for a lot of

that this was

suitcase she had packed two days

she realized that she

a taxi by the road and had the driver bring her to the station so

she could

and she had a backup plan

the following

find out that the money he put under the pillow was gone, along

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