?Chapter 593:


    In the car, Lillian turned to Dani andmented, “I think your aunt has a point. Katrina is a problem. Why not take care of her sooner rather than waiting?”


    Dani, seated in the back, observed the passing scenery, her eyes gradually narrowing.


    On the day Katrina was discharged from the hospital, Dani was just leaving her office.


    “Dani! Your reckoning wille soon enough!”


    Dani wasn’t in the best of moods. Turning her head, she fixed Katrina with a nk expression, her gaze cold and intimidating.


    Katrina mped her mouth shut, instinctively retreating a step in fear.


    Dani advanced towards her slowly, step by step, forcing Katrina to back away until she hit a dead end. Dani closed the gap between them, standing just inches away.


    “Katrina, if it’s trouble you want, I’ll dly give it to you. Keep pushing me, and you’ll face the consequences.”


    Though fear flickered in her eyes, Katrina refused to back down and feigned confidence.


    “You think I’m scared of you?”


    Dani let out a derisive snort, slid her hands into her coat pockets, and walked away without another word.


    Katrina brushed off the warning, assuming it was an empty threat.


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    It didn’t take long for her to realize how wrong she was. A domestic financial crisis struck, obliterating all the secret investments Katrina had made behind Caiden’s back.


    Even the funds Joyce had recently provided her were wiped out.


    Katrina stared at her depleted bank ount in shock, a wave of unease washing over her.


    Desperate, she called Joyce, but her calls went unanswered.


    When the servant brought up the unpaid living expenses for what felt like the fiftieth time, Katrina lost her temper.


    “Aunt, can’t you be reasonable for once? It’s been just a week since Ist paid you. Do you even realize how much I’ve given you in the past? I’m facing a minor setback, and you’re acting like I can’t pay. What’s the meaning of this? Do you really think I’d cheat you over a sum this small?”


    The servant sneered, curling her lips.


    “Who knows? You’re only here because you forced yourself in. What’s past is past. Right now, you owe me my sry. If you’re so capable, why don’t you pay the $5,800 first?”


    Katrina shut her eyes for a moment.


    “You’re underestimating me. $5,800? Make it a hundred thousand before youe back to me.”


    The moment the words left her mouth, the servant untied her apron.


    “Forget it. I’ve had enough. Keep your money. I quit!”


    With that, the servant flung her grease-stained apron at Katrina, who yanked it off in disgust as the woman stormed out.


    With no other options left, Katrina decided to seek out Joyce.


    Sitting in the lobby of Joyce’s home, Katrina’s ears picked up on the unmistakable soundsing from upstairs, leaving little to the imagination.


    Katrina felt an unsettling weight in the air, but the servants around her carried on as though nothing unusual was happening, their faces devoid of emotion.


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