Chapter 300

"Samantha, tell me—what happened to your job?" "I got fired." "And the pay for the past few days?" "Didn't get any." Just as Samantha finished speaking, Arthur Montgomery barged in. Crash! Arthur flipped the bowl right off the table, noodles splashing everywhere. "What the hell!" Samantha shouted, glaring at him. She'd barely taken two bites, and now the whole thing was ruined. "Useless brat. It's been days and you still can't get a job. And you still have the nerve to eat?" Arthur slurred, reeking of alcohol. Great, he’s drunk again. "Then why don’t you go out and get one? All you do is sit around getting wasted—still dreaming that Montgomery Group’s coming back? Wake up!" Smack! Arthur slapped her. Hard. "Ungrateful! Talking to me like that?! If it weren't for you all, Montgomery Group wouldn't have gone under!" he roared. "Enough! Stop yelling!" Vivian cried, heartbroken. It had become the same scene every night—nothing but arguments. Honestly, it didn't even feel like home anymore.