What relatives?

When the family members gathered in one place after a long time and eat it together, the atmosphere automatically turned into the happy one. The same thing happened at this moment and it reminded him of his home at this time. Even though he was an outsider at this time, he was unknowingly included in the happiness without any awkwardness. They quickly finished the meal and cleaned the place. Helen took out around 700,000 and put it into her handbag. Together with her mother, the three of them walked outside the home and paced toward a specific place.

"You know John, when our father died nine years ago, we were left with nothing except debt in our head. We could barely earn money to eat and wear but the debt was too much for us. I'm very happy that finally, I could be free from this thing.", Helen became emotional and opened up about her worries at this time.

"Oh!... then what about your relatives?", he asked.

"What relatives?... After the death of my father, all of our relatives on my father's side ignored us and avoided us like a plague... and my mother's side is very poor so they could do nothing for us.", Helen sighed and replied with a sad face.

"Oh, I see... I'm sorry for your father... ", he expressed his condolences.

"It's all right.", she replied and they arrive at the place. There was a three-storied cemented building in front of them which gave a rich feeling compared to the neighborhood. After asking around for some time, they quickly met an old fat man who was giving the ladies a very perverted gaze at this time. Seeing the lustful gaze, John's face darkened at this moment but completely controlled it afterward.

"What a pleasant surprise! A beautiful mother-daughter pair. Why do you want to meet me? Do you need money? I can give you any amount. How much do you want?", the old fat man nearly drooled and blabbered while having a lustful grin on his face.

"Landlord, we are not here to ask for money but to pay our debt. How much do we owe you, let's calculate it.", gritting her teeth, Helen quickly informed.

"Oh! But what's the rush? and I did not ask you to pay for it immediately. Besides, that is a very large amount of money. Are you sure about that?", the fat man got surprised and asked.

"Yes, we are sure. Just calculate it and tell us the total.", Helen quickly responded.

"Alright. Let's see... ", the fat man went inside and quickly came out while carrying his ledger and documents. Punch some numbers in his calculator and smiled at them. He tried to appear a fair man and explained the numbers. After dilly-dallying even more time, he came up with the figure and tried to appear righteous.

"So the total is 696,000. Am I right?", Helen squinted her eyes and asked for the conformation with sharp eyes.

"Oh, yes. That is correct. Don't worry about it, you can pay me later.", the fat man nodded and try to appear generous.

"Alright. Here is the money. You can count, it is 700,000, and give the documents to me.", she immediately pulled out the money and laid them around the table.

"700,000!... where did you get so much money?", the fat man got shocked and asked without thinking.

"I don't have to tell you that, are you counting or not? If you are satisfied, give me the documents.", she immediately retorted and demanded.

"Oh, alright. I'll count it first.", the fat man flinched and started to count the money while looking at her suspiciously. Finally, he finished counting and returned the rest of the money with the documents with a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Since all the things are settled, we will head home. Goodbye, Mr. Landlord.", all of them promptly got up and tried to leave as soon as possible.

"Ah! Why don't you stay a little bit?... Why don't you stay for some cold drinks?", the fat man did not want to lose them so he suggested.

"No thanks. Maybe some other day but today I'm in hurry.", Helen brushed him off and rejected the idea.

"Oh, I see. Then there is nothing that can be done. By the way, who is this boy?", the fat man sighed and asked while pointing at Jack.

"Oh him. He is my husband. Goodbye, Mr. Landlord.", Helen replied while walking away from the place without looking back.

"What!... Where the fuck did that boy come from?.... and where did she get so much money?... fuck! such an unlucky day... at least I got the money which is a good thing.", the fat man cursed and started to caress the money afterward with a grin on his face. He took a whiff of the money because he always loved money. For him money is everything.