The Director’s Revenge，No More Mercy For My Toxic Family!

After my own mother and stepfather forced half a bottle of cheap red wine down my throat, they shoved me into the backseat of a Maybach.

But when I saw the man at the wheel, I actually let out a sigh of relief.

My stepfather, thinking the alcohol had turned my brain to mush, slapped me hard on the back of my head.

"You ungrateful brat. We’ve fed you for twenty years. It's time you did something for this family!"

"Tyler still needs another hundred and fifty thousand dollars for his wedding condo down payment, and the Director of Urban Redevelopment is signing off on the zoning compensation…