Xynthia could no longer hold in her anger and exploded.

“Can you stop being so shameless, Aunty Lowe?!” she marched forward indignantly, screaming in anger.

“Because of your son, my Brother-In-Law had to pay forty-seven million dollars! Forget being ashamed of yourself, you’re trying to sell him a used ten year-old motorcycle at its original price?!”

“Do you think his money grows on trees?!”

“And you too, Mother! These cars were originally gifts for Big Sister!”

“She rejected every single o