Relatives Called My Hotel Greedy; Cheapness Caused Regret

It was my cousin's company tenth-anniversary gala, and Saul, the one running it, wanted to rent one of the hotels under my name. Since we were family, I gave them the cost price: fifty thousand for half a day. But my aunt Agnes Whitney screamed that I was a heartless crook cheating my own relatives out of their money. She canceled the contract at the top of her lungs, then turned around and handed the gala over to her brother's little hotel. The gala ended up a complete disaster, and there was a safety accident on top of it.