Ruby Ross struggled to her feet, "Mom? Brother? What have you ever given me over all these years?"
"When I was nearly dying in the hospital, where were you?"
"Other than asking me for money, what else have you done?"
"What did you eat and wear when you were a child?" the old lady retorted with indignation. "Without me, where would this 'good-for-nothing' be?"
"Heh…" Ruby Ross let out a bitter laugh, "If I could choose, I actually wish you had never given birth to me."
"Since I can remember, hasn't every day been about repaying debts?" Her eyes fiery red as she looked at the old lady, "Enough is enough. You've been repaid long ago. For you to speak that way about my daughter today—I am not you, and I will never become you!"
"Lola is my treasure, the hope that keeps me going. Dare to speak of her this way, even if you are my mother, I will not forgive you."
Ruby Ross pointed towards the door, "Get out! Even if George Ross dies in jail, he deserves it, and so do you."