Chapter 8 Family Feud

• In the last fifteen years, Mrs. Clayton had never once agreed to any of Zi Han’s requests, and on any other occasion, she would have never even listened to his demands. But since their apartment was at stake, she tried to make herself agreeable for a change and put on a meek appearance.
• “What could you possibly want from us?” she asked, forcing a smile on her wrinkled face.
• “How about the spare keys to the apartment for starters?” Zi Han put his hand out and stared at her with a stony expression. “Since I am clearing off the mortgage payments, it would only be right that I have unrestricted access to this apartment whenever I wish. Don’t you agree?”