“I just need a few days,” she said quietly, trying to keep her voice steady. “I can sleep outside on the patio, and I will not cause any trouble for you.”
Susan let out a dry laugh that carried bitterness and rejection, and she shook her head without hesitation.
“You think you can sleep on my property after showing up like this,” she replied coldly. “Go to the church shelter at the end of the street, because that is where people like you belong.”
The door began to close slowly as Susan pushed it without any hesitation, and Paige stood there motionless while the rejection from her own family settled heavily in her chest.
At that exact moment, the loud roar of engines broke the stillness of the neighborhood as three black armored SUVs turned the corner and stopped abruptly in front of the house, sending dust into the air. The sudden arrival drew attention from nearby homes as people peeked through windows to see what was happening.
The doors of the vehicles opened almost at the same time, and two men in sharp suits stepped out with confident posture, followed by a young woman carrying a leather briefcase. Kayla froze near the door, her earlier arrogance replaced by visible concern.
“Mom, what is going on,” she asked nervously while glancing at the vehicles.
Susan tightened her grip on her glass and squinted as the group approached, clearly assuming trouble had followed Paige home.
“Good afternoon,” said the man in front as he adjusted his tie, speaking in a firm and professional tone. “We are looking for Ms. Paige Miller.”
Susan stepped forward immediately, trying to take control while pointing dismissively at Paige.
“I am her mother, and if she owes you anything then you came to the wrong place,” she said sharply. “We are not responsible for her failures.”
The man remained calm and unfazed, pulling out a business card and speaking clearly.
“My name is Thomas Gray, and I represent Miller Holdings as legal counsel.”
Susan frowned in confusion, while Kayla exchanged a nervous glance with her.
“Miller what,” Susan asked with irritation.
The woman with the briefcase stepped forward and opened it, revealing a stack of official documents.
“We are here to inspect the property located at 118 Oakridge Avenue,” Thomas said while reading from the papers in a steady voice.
Kayla laughed nervously and stepped beside her mother, trying to assert control again.
“You must have the wrong place because this is our home,” she insisted. “We live here and we take care of everything.”
Thomas briefly glanced at his colleague before lifting his gaze and looking directly at Paige instead of them.
“Actually, this property legally belongs to Ms. Paige Miller,” he stated calmly.
A heavy silence followed, broken only by distant sounds from the neighborhood as Susan struggled to process what she had just heard.
“That is ridiculous,” Susan snapped while her voice began to shake slightly. “What nonsense are you saying right now.”
Thomas continued without reacting to her tone, maintaining his professional demeanor.
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