“Someone’s trying to take my apartment.”My sister’s low voice immediately came through the phone. “Tell me the address.””I’ll be right there.”Half an hour later, five black Rolls-Royces lined up in front of the apartment complex.My sister, Victoria Miller, stepped out of the lead car, followed by two bodyguards in black suits and a man carrying a briefcase.She strode towards me, taking off her tailored suit jacket and draping it over my shoulders.Seeing my lips turning blue from the cold, the chill in her eyes was enough to freeze.”Who did this?”
I pointed upstairs, “They’re up there.”Victoria turned to the man behind her. “Mr. Hayes, you know what to do.””Five minutes. I want them and their belongings out of my sight.”Mr. Hayes, with the two bodyguards, headed straight upstairs.Less than three minutes later, the Davis family, who had been smugly discussing renovation plans, were interrupted by urgent knocking.
The moment the door opened, before Brenda could even react, Mr. Hayes presented the property deed. “This is Mr. Alex Miller’s private residence. You are to vacate immediately.””Who are you? This is my home!” Brenda tried to throw a tantrum.Without a word, the two bodyguards grabbed her and dragged her out.
“Let go of me! How dare you! Help!” Brenda struggled, her screams shrill and piercing.The bodyguards ignored her, tossing her out the door like a piece of trash.Kyle tried to lunge at them, but one bodyguard used a quick hold, lifting him into the air like a chicken.”Ow, ow, ow! Let go of me! Do you know who I am?!”
