The HR Director's Silent Revenge

My dad pretended to be broke for sixteen years.

To pay for my tuition, my mom worked double shifts at the local fish market during the day and sewed clothes for neighbors at night.

She eventually collapsed from exhaustion, dying right over her sewing machine.

The very next day after she passed, my dad brought his secret mistress and their son into our home.

The woman walked in wearing a designer mink coat and thick gold bracelets.

Her first words were, "This dump is pathetic. It's time fo