Lady Wilson found it challenging to enjoy a proper meal and get a good night’s sleep.


    However, she waspletely unprepared for the door to be kicked open early in the morning by an irate Gena!


    Before Mrs. Wilson could even gather her thoughts, Gena stormed into the room and pped her across the face, yelling, “You dead old woman! You had the audacity to steal the rice from the incense burner that my mother uses to honor the Buddha. Are you even human?”


    Stunned by the p, Lady Wilson, upon seeing Gena’s furious face just inches away, felt a wave of fear wash over her and pleaded, “Gena, I’m so sorry! I never intended to steal from you, but I’m just so hungry…”


    Gena, seething with rage, retorted through clenched teeth, “Your hunger is your issue, not mine! That incense burner is sacred to me, and you disrespect the Buddha by taking the rice from it! If the Buddha gets angry, it’s you who’ll get me into trouble!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Feeling overwhelmed, Lady Wilson choked back tears, “Gena… It’s the New Year… You can’t just stand by and watch me, an old woman, starve to death here, can you? If I die in this house, how will you ever feelfortable living here again? Do you really find peace lying in your upstairs bedroom, knowing I’m starving to death just below you?”


    As tears streamed down her face, Lady Wilson continued, “Gena… think of it as saving my life. Didn’t the Buddha say that saving a life is moremendable than building a seven-tiered pagoda? This is a good deed!”


    Although Gena’s expression softened slightly, she maintained her cold tone, “For the sake of the Buddha, I’ll overlook your theft, but you must pay for your actions!”


    Lady Wilson quickly asked, “What do you want me to do, Gena?”


    Gena replied icily, “You need to wash the three of our clothes today, and then I’ll forget this ever happened!”


    Upon hearing this, Lady Wilson pleaded, “Gena, I wasn’t feeling well yesterday and couldn’t work at the supermarket, which is why I took your rice. I need to go to work today; otherwise, our family of four will go without food again…”


    “I don’t care!” Gena snapped back in frustration. “You either wash our clothes or you return the rice you stole. I won’t ckmail you; just give me back what you took, and refill the incense burner!”


    Lady Wilson cried, “Gena, I’ve already cooked all the rice! What can I return to you? Please, let me go to work today, and I’ll buy you new rice as soon as I get paid!”


    “No!” Gena was unwavering. “If you’re going to return the rice, you need to give it back now, or get out and wash my clothes!”


    Gena then threatened, “If you refuse to ept the consequences, don’t me me for being harsh!”<fnec29> Discover more novels at FindN()vel</fnec29>


    Seeing Gena’s fierce demeanor, Lady Wilson understood that this was no idle threat.


    All alone, how could she possibly stand up to her?


    So, with tears in her eyes, Lady Wilson finally conceded, “Okay… I’ll wash them… I’ll get to work on it…”


    On this first day of the Chinese New Year, Lady Wilson’s family of four was left without any rice.


    The three of them, led by Gena, dumped a mountain of dirty clothes and bed linens on Lady Wilson, insisting she must wash everything by the end of the day.


    This left Lady Wilson with no opportunity to step out and earn money.


    Meanwhile, Wendy waspletely tied down with her responsibilities, as she had to care for the injured, bedridden Christopher and Harold’s father and son.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>