They Poisoned Me for My Inheritance:So I Destroyed Them All

I came home for New Year's Eve and gave my nephew an eight-thousand-dollar red envelope.

What I didn't expect was that dinner would go sideways—all because I ate one extra rib.

That was enough to make him burst into tears.

My father frowned immediately. "You're a grown woman. Fighting a child over food—how does that look?"

I was about to wave down the server and order another plate when my sister-in-law cut me off with a sidelong glare.

"Must be nice, not having to worry about the cost of things. That plate of ribs was over two hundred dollars!"