"I condemn my father's illicit relationship with your mother, you stupid child," Steven began to grow angry at the resistance from his other mother's siblings. Again, his palms that were on the table clenched tightly. "I begged Dad to give you his share of the inheritance. I also gave your mother the opportunity to live in the same house as my mother. Until that bitch made my mother die slowly. Now, this is your payback, huh?"
"The first…" Carter took a deep breath. "Don't think you can criticize me by mentioning all your goodwill to me, Steven. Because I know you asked Dad to share his inheritance with me with the intention of taking it from me, right? You pretend to be nice to me, my mother, so that someday you will have an alibi to take the treasure your father left me." Carter shook off his sly smile. Then he got up, resting his palms on the table. "And secondly, my mother is not a prostitute."